My new apartment is amazing! I love it so much. I am living in a building that is nearing on 100 years with a thrift store below us. We have two roof top decks (one for company and drinking and the other for just us and sobriety), one bathroom, hardwood floors, laundry room, three bedrooms, and a dining area.
I do have a strange feeling that something else is here. I first felt her when I was cleaning the place before we moved in. I was so disappointed by the state of the molding, windows, bathroom, etc that I ended up deep cleaning the place. It was then when I first felt her. I say her because I know this. It sounds weird but I felt a huge amount of love and care coming from her when I was cleaning as if she was saying thank you or “finally, someone who cares.” I’m not afraid of her but I am going to respect her and her place. I have asked her to wait to show herself, if she chooses, until after the boys have moved in for I don’t want to be afraid of her. She has moved two items off of the heat register in the bathroom when I was away from work. The was a frame and a bag full of bathroom items on top of it. The window was open, the wind may have tipped the picture over but the bag is quite imposible, unless someone broke in but I think it was her. Maybe she did it for our safety.
This all sounds a bit crazy but I like the idea that she is here giving us some love. I hope she likes the boys.
I’m moving out with two guys come July. I don’t think I have ever been this excited to live with someone ever. No offense to everyone else I have lived with. I can tell the three of us are going to have a great fucking time! We already have little wars going on. They make fun of my Minnesotan accent and I feel completely myself around them.
Upon looking deeper into my major I have found that it is so far over my head at this point in time. I am currently a BioMecidical Sciences major student. Do you know what that means? That means I am a fucking medical doctor person who will no longer have a life! I did the math and if I continue on with the way that I am going about things it will take me 10 years to finish. It’s time to buckle down and I am going to go against what my mother says and I am going to take three classes in the fall semester.
I am moving back home.
I am going to attend school and work like nobodies business.
It is now more than ever that I need you friends to stand by me. For the love of the Gods, Lars and Catie and Carisa, please stand by me. Please send me dumbass messages. I don’t care. I love you guys.
OMG seriously, do I want to be an eye doctor? Or do I want to study sharks?
My hear swells with warmth when I think of eye doctor. There’s my answer.
I am allowing you one night. One night to get over this. Tonight is the night and then tomorrow you need to focus on what needs to get done. Tomorrow you will focus back onto you. This is a hurdle. A hurdle that you fell for and you need to focus on what needs to get done. You must focus tomorrow, no exceptions.
For my Rhetoric in Pop Culture class we are taking The Walking Dead series and analyzing how it has ben transformed from comic book, to novel, to video game, and to the television series. I’ve read the first episode of the comic book, seen all of the television series up to season three, and played the first episode of the video game. Quite frankly this is a great franchise.
Since I have turned 25 there have been many things I have been working on to correct myself so I may enjoy who I am and what the world has to offer. I am going to bullet them for everyone…
Omitting people who I feel as if they do not appreciate me from my life. I have already done this to a few. Don’t worry. I’m pretty fucking clear about it. The feeling I get from erasing these people from my history cache is so (oh man, age of technology) enthralling.
Working on my consumption of alcohol. I was at a point where if I didn’t correct it soon my ways would have gotten pretty fucking bad. I am happy to say that I was mostly sober on New Years Eve! The only time where I was drunk was between 9pm and 11 pm. I only had 4 beers, a baileys and coffee, two tequila shots, and water where needed. I am so very very proud of myself. I was sober, I went out and I was sober. I am slowly learning that alcohol is bad and I should probably stop associating with people who want to drink to get drunk.
I don’t need people to define who I am. I define who I am.
I need to focus on myself. This includes my health, income, and education. I am sorry friends, I love you but you are one the back burner for a little bit so I can square a few things away with myself.
That is all I really want to think about right now.
On a side note, I started a jar where everyday, at the end of the day, I will add a note stating a good thing that has happened on that particular day. At the end of the year I will go through them and read them to myself. All I keep thinking about is how happy I will be next December 31st knowing all these wonderful things happened to me no matter how large or small. For example, today I wrote “NO HANGOVER! nananananananana BREAST MILK!”
I hate birth control (for me). When I first started taking I was in love because my cramps went away and I was regular. Now that I am older I discovered that it left me in a fog and I became sad. I no longer take birth control of any kind but now I get massive migraines during my period. My period has never been a trigger for my migraines. Did birth control do this to me? Or has my estrogen levels been the root cause of my migraines all along?
After watching Hunger for Change (a documentary just added onto Netflix) I have decided to add a juice detox to my diet. Not only will I get veggies into my diet, oh man just the thought of veggies gets me all excited, but it will help my body get rid of all the toxins I ingest. Who knew?!
I am already checking labels on food items for High Fructose Corn Syrup and refusing to buy them. Next step is trying to cut out as much sugar as possible not only for my teeth but for my health as well. Cutting sugar is going to be extremely difficult!
Starting tomorrow Saturday (I have to buy everything tomorrow) my breakfasts are going to be blended and drunk by my body and I am going to be so happy!
My spring 2013 schedule with 40 hour, 50 hour, and 60 hour work week along with Plasma time and school. Bye Bye social life. Bye bye. Oh and Friday nights is dodgeball. When am I going to find time to sleep and do all the homework even though it’s two classes?
I haven’t updated in a long while! Thanksgiving was a blast. My cousin Sam is in Korea teaching English through the college. She was kind enough to send all of us girls a Gangnam style scarf (mine is pink, red, and black with horseshoes and a horse on it, I will have to take a photo of it) that I love and a ceramic bird whistle that you fill with water to get a wonderful bird song. I had a fantastic Thanksgiving!
Now I am sitting at home and where I am the internet connection is horrible. I am directly underneath the router but if I go across the house I will get great service. I am too lazy to move.
I have college orientation today! I am super nervous and excited at the same time. Work is being wonderful with me and is willing to work with my schedule. I truly amy lucky with how things have turned out. But I have worked hard to get this flexibility and have been talking with my boss for months about this. Anyway here is my schedule for the day:
9:30 am - Optional campus tour
10:00 to 11:00 am - Check in and Husky Expo Resource Fair
11:00 to 12:00 pm - Academic Presentation
12:00 pm - Lunch
1:00 pm - Academic Advising
1:30 to 3:30 pm - Course Registration
Blarg! And in between there I need to call my dentist about health insurance and work about health insurance. Busy day but not really…I think Plasma is at 5pm.
Everyone totally overreacted to Hurricane Irene last year, which ended up just being a really rainy evening. So when people started freaking out about Hurricane Sandy and essentially preparing for the apocalypse I was like:
But several days later, in Sandy’s aftermath I’m like:
I have a date coming up with a man that I met this past weekend. It won’t be for another week considering it’s the Zombie Pub Crawl this weekend. I’m super excited but also doing my whole “What if it’s just a joke?” “What if…” etc. He’s super handsome. He’s also eight years older than me. Sigh he’s so cute.
I cannot remember what episode of One Piece I left off on a couple of months ago… Last thing I remember was that I finished the Skypia arch again. Wait, they were going to Enes Lobby! I’m still on the train! After the noodle man. Oh thank the heavens for memory.
It is very difficult to get my blood typed. Honestly, I’ve had to call so many people and talk to so many different departments to find out that it will cost +$100. I cannot go through Red Cross because I donate Plasma and a person cannot do both. At home test kits don’t seem that reliable…
I just want to know what my blood type is so I can get it tattooed on me and write it in permy marker on my driver’s id! Am I missing something because I am dumbfounded by how difficult this seems. (I’m also sick and complaining…)
“One Piece Mugiwara Store”, the first permanent official shop dedicated to Eiichiro Oda’s One Piece pirate manga and anime, is opening on Friday at Tokyo’s Shibuya Parco Part 1 shopping complex. The store will carry over 10,000 items, including “Mugiwara Store” exclusives and limited…