"Lucid Dreams" by Franz Ferdinand

Saturday: I knew that this semester would be overwhelming with work, but its good to know that I can take time and enjoy a day with Aisha and relax. Its good to vent and just get things off my mind, though I am sure anyone would agree with me on this one. So far with my psych class I feel that my group is ahead of the others. I know Karla agrees, it does appear that way. We are currently working on our survey questions trying to figure out how to phrase them.

In photography I am ahead with assignments. I submitted the second one before it was due. This also gave me time to redo one of the images that I wasn’t happy with which works out great. I asked a friend from high school that now is a photographer for some help with the staged photography that I have to do. It’s weird calling someone you haven’t spoken to in years and just pick up a conversation. Jessica agreed, and said how it would just be easier to talk through email. I explained why phone calls are better when it comes to asking questions. But I did feel the awkwardness… but that did pass. Apparently his studio isn’t that far from where I live, only a matter of minutes away. He told me to stop by and he would show me and explain some things to me in regards to the camera.

There was some drama going on in the house though, well with my family I should say. My aunt called the other day asking for a family recipe and my mother doesn’t want her to have it. not that it’s a complicated one, but she just didn’t want her to have it. I don’t blame her. Since my mother didn’t call her, she called again saying how her and my cousin wanted us over for Easter. My mother ignored that as well and warned me that I would receive a text from my aunt, which I did. She was hoping everything was alright. My mother told me to tell her that my father was in the hosp, just got home and that I am out. My aunt wrote back saying she hoped everything was alright with that and my mother eventually called her. My mother just told her she didn’t want to go up state and that it was such an inconvenience for my aunt to get us, drive us there, home, and then her go back. My mother also said that if my cousin really wanted us there he could call us, which he did this morning early. My mother was on the phone with him for a while. I woke up and took my insulin and went back to bed hearing them talk dreaming their conversation out in my head. My mother told me all about it when I was finally awake. She told me how my aunt told my cousin her version of the story, note I didn’t say side. My aunt changes things around for her benefit. So if it makes someone else look bad it really doesn’t matter. Sadly I know what its like to be at the end of her stories. My mother didn’t end up giving him the recipe which I know she wasn’t going to part with. My cousin also didn’t know my mother didn’t have any of his contact info. She lost all of it since it was on the computer that she was using for work. My cousin gave her the information and he asked my mother to call his mother, her sister, every now and again just to say hello. Apparently she has a lot of sleepless nights, thinking about everything that happened. My mother said to me, not him, that that is to bad and not her fault. She knows she put us in a fucked up situation, her losing sleep over it is the least she can do.