I really don't have much to say today because the past week or so has been very uneventful for me. But I will say that I am super excited because I finally got back on my ADD medicine so I can actually get back to making good grades again and being able to focus on studying for more than 5 minutes. I've pretty much been studying non-stop the past 3 days for my Psychology exam tomorrow and I actually kinda enjoyed it? I'm a nerd, I know, but I really like that class so its nice to actually be doing well in it for once (got a 70 on the first test) Hopefully my test goes as well as I think it will... I'll let you know next weeke, or whenever I find out my grade.

I've also finally started working out again. I used to go to the Rec atleast 5 times a week but I havent been in over a month because I've been so busy. Its amazing how much better of a mood I'm in when I'm actually being productive and not laying around feeling sorry for myself all the time :)

work

So since this is called people places and things and I've never really gotten past people... here's my first place

I work at Hollister which is a clothing store. I have recently discovered that I have the WORST JOB EVER! I work usually work 4 hours a day, 4 times a week which doesnt seem so bad at first, until you consider the fact that during those four hours I am confined in the same room the entire time and to every customer that walks in I have to say some sort of "tagline" which is usually along the lines of "Hey what's up, welcome to the pier" or "be sure to stop by our kiosks to sign up for promotional emails from Hollister!" Most of the time people just look at me like I'm crazy and keep walking. The worst part is i make minimum wage (7.25) So in a two week period I can work 30 hours and only make like $190 (after taxes)

Over spring break I went back and worked at my old job and home which is this really cool restaurant on the lake. I made $900 in 5 days. Now lets do the math... $190 in two weeks? or $900 in five days. Yeaaahhhh my job sucks. I quit. Like literally, I'm putting in my two weeks notice. I'm gonna find me a cool restaurant to work at :)

So I really don't have a whole lot to say today, but I have to post more blogs so I can get them done before the semester is over :) I've pretty much just been wallowing in self pitty all day today and yesterday. I've slept waaayyy too much and eaten probably more chocolate than I should have.
Joe works everyday from 4pm until 4am so I never really get to talk to him because he sleeps most of the day and by the time he's off work I've already been asleep for a while. Which is just ANOTHER reason I want to move there.
My parents told me last night that they would pay for me to go see him once a month next year. I tried to explain to them that he has a job and he can't just take off whenever he wants for me to come see him. Not to mention I'm in school and I work too. If we had the time to fly across the country and see each other that often we would be doing it already.
My mom wants me to go see a therapist or something because she thinks I need "help." I don't need help, I just need Joe! haha

another year

So for the past three months I have been planning to tranfer to a school in Virginia called Virginia Commonwealth University. My boyfriend lives there and we had come to the conclusion that an entire year away from eachother was just about all we could handle and that we needed to figure out some other situation so we could be closer. The school is an hour and a half away from where he lives so I would be able to see him every weekend (a huge change from the every-other-month visits we've been limited to this year.)

At first I was really scared to move so far away from all of my friends and family. I'm an extremely shy person so I was worried about being in a place so far away where I didn't know anyone. However the more I thought about it the more excited I got about going. A fresh start where no one knew me, and if things got bad I would have Joe there to make it better.

Well here's the kicker. After months of my parents giving me the impression that I was going to be headed off to Virginia in just a few short months, they suddenly decide that NOPE I'm not going.

Its kinda funny how you don't really realize just how badly you want something until someone tells you that you can't have it. I've been 1,500 miles away from Joe for over a year now and the thought of having to continue living with that situation is terrible. As dramatic and petty as it sounds, I honestly don't know how I will get through another year without him. The only thing that kept me happy this past semester was knowing that I only had to make it a few more months and then I'd be with him.... this year should be interesting. And by interesting I mean depressing.

comp blog

On February 14^th, Angie Jackson discovered that she was pregnant. She already has a four year old son with whom she had an extremely difficult pregnancy that resulted in him having special needs and almost resulted in her death. When Angie realized that she was pregnant again, she knew that she would not be able to have another child. Angie didn’t want to put herself at that kind of risk again. She knew that she needed to be here for the son that she already has and having another child could make it so that that would not be a possibility. Angie not only decided to have an abortion, but she decided to tweet about it on twitter and even make YouTube videos explaining her decision and the things that happened to her during the process. This decision has caused somewhat of an uproar in the digital world. Angie has received many hateful comments telling her that she is a terrible person and has even been called “a murderer” on several occasions. Angie has received death threats to her and even her four year old son.

I am a strong believer that every woman has a choice when she is faced with an unwanted pregnancy. It is impossible for anyone but that woman to know exactly what the situation is, and therefore impossible for any other person but that woman to make a decision what to do with her own body. While I myself would never make that decision, as it is something I just do not believe in, I do believe that it is every woman’s choice to make for herself. It should not matter what her reasons are for not wanting to have the child.

I also believe that women should be educated about their choices. The more we hide the facts about the process from women, the more we are going to end up with women who try to do abortions on their own. While I don’t necessarily believe that it was Angie’s place to be the one to educate the public, someone needs to. If our society continues to make this seem like such an incredibly terrible decision, than women will just be more and more scared to have the procedure done in a safe, legitimate way.

Happypants made a comment in The Frisky stating that “I don’t have a problem with it, but I don’t necessarily need to know every detail of what’s happening as it’s happening.” I completely agree with this view on the situation. I have no problem with the decision that she made for her hown wellbeing, but we don’t necessarily need all the details.

friends

Courtney- She and I have been best friends since the sixth grade where we met at a friend’s birthday party. The party was at a ranch in our town and every time we drive by it we tell people that’s where we fell in love J We have gone to the same school ever since then and have always played on the same softball teams. This year is the first year we have been apart since we met and I definitely miss her very much. Courtney and I can have fun doing just about anything but our favorite activities are definitely either riding in the car with the windows down and music blaring, or watching cheesy, sappy musicals (Hairspray, Rent, etc) with a tub of ice cream and two spoons. J

Sherry- She and I have also know each other since the sixth grade (Courtney, Sherry and I used to refer to ourselves as the “tripod”) Sherry is by far the funniest person I have ever met in my entire life. She knows how to make anyone laugh and I can always count on here to be there to cheer me up no matter what. Sherry is the one person that has always been there for me when no one else was and I could not possibly ask for a better best friend. She moved to Corpus Christi in January and I haven’t seen her since then, so I miss her very much. L