Jury Duty...or as I like to call it "jury dookie"

I had just been telling my friends how I have never been summoned for jury duty when bam! A summons....failure to respond could result in a contempt of court charge with a fine up to $500 and/or a bench warrant......BOO! what a cruel joke. Reporting date 4/29/09. Smack dab in the middle of study week. Are you kidding me?

So my days have consisted of studying all night then going to the library and studying more and trying to catch up on all the chapters I never got around to reading. ughhhh! I was trying to come up with a million reasons not to do this and how to get out of this. I was hoping that I would know the plaintiff. Just imagining the different people I knew who could have been arrested. ha ha ha

So I wake up very reluctantly at 6:30 to get ready I meant to take a shower the night before but was too tired and just fell asleep. I hop into the shower, pick out my outfit, try to find reading material, and my coloring book to keep me occupied. No time for break fast so I just run out the door at 7:22...I did not know where this place was and didn't want to go...I was going to be late for sure. I got down town at about 8:15 and call my sister to see if she can help me fine this place. She told me that if you are late they lock you out and you have to join the next session at noon so we should just go out for breakfast. Deal, I am sold. She picked me up and I spent the morning with her and my nephew Asher.
we went to breakfast, went back to her house watched a family movie, and ran some errands. Afterwards we still had about 40mins till jury duty. I went in early and found a room full of people filling out paper work. It was a huge packet. ughhhh why paperwork why? I went to the front desk and explained that I missed my original time. The lady seemed very annoyed with me and said she would switch me to the noon session. (ha ha I didn't care.ha ha) whatever.

So we watched a cheesy movie about jury duty then i took a nap, read a letter, began reading "why the rest hates the west", took pictures of my jury summons and badge, listened to music, my batteries died, noticed a couple of cute guys in the room. I was just about to break out my pirates coloring book when the lady made an announcement....the case we were waiting for has been settled. The guy took a plea bargain. Not only do we not have to serve today we get stamped and will not be called for at least another 2 years. When asked about the paperwork, she said oh that was a completely different case and that THAT case was going to be a very long on going trial....Man all that to say it pays to be late sometimes! ha ha ha I love jury duty.

Where I'm from

I am from hand stitched baby quilts, from Ariel laundry detergent.

I am from sibling filled rooms, curly hair, bilingual, fresh baked bread in the morning.

I am from the coconut tree, hibiscus, and butterflies in the backyard, the mango tree, dandylion, black sand beaches.

I am from picnics on the weekends, and full lips from Donna and from Magdalena, from Bart James and Diana Esmeralda and the Stinsons.

I am from loyalty and laughter.

From "your head is hard" and "prechet."

I amd from church on sunday and really knowing the hand of God in my life.

I am from Guam, wales, ireland, panama, talamanca, from coconut rice and cottage cheese and tomatoes.

From the vision dad had from God while driving home and wondering how he even made it, and Michel saving my life at the age of 14 after I was trampled by a horse.

I am from dusty bookshelves, boxes, treasures lost, I amd from memories now holy recorded in my heart, and the tears and sobs that pour out of him when he has to say goodbye.

dead week

Allergies are stinking killing me right now. Just how many times can a person sneeze in a row with out the people next to her killing her?...or with out snot on her hands, dribble down her chin or the urge to puke....I think it is seven. Sorry library people I guess I am officially hated right now. Oh well I was here first. Back to my studies!................why so windy today?

The need to write

The truth is I need this. I need to write. I need to express so much that I've held in for so long. The truth is that I need to be honest with myself. I am not as indepedant as I thought, as strong as you assume. I'm fragile too. I am just as insecure. I don't always try to fix what is broken...I try to use it anyway. Sometimes I try to pretend my hurt away even though I know that solves nothing. I am great at sabbotage...at least when it comes to myself. I need a change. I need to change. Its a lonely place in this make believe world of false securities.