It's about damn time!
Finally, an update:
I got a birthday card the other day (damn it! Forgot to call grandma again today! Sorry...), and in it they said that 23 had been a big year for me. It was. I think it's all because of me being "Queen of Quapitol Squaya!" (or something slurred because of drunkeness). I got a promotion of sorts at BN, and I got my first teaching job. The teaching job took me across the country, and I'm still able to survive. I can remember the night that I first started contemplating Vegas. I actually was thinking about it before that night. I was at lunch with Amanda, and she was talking about moving out here when she was done with school. I thought that maybe I'd consider it if someone else moved out here too. I was telling all of my cousins that I'd move to Vegas in '06 if I didn't have a teaching job in WI yet at my grandma's 100th birthday party. But then it all changed that next week. I had just gotten home, finished making plans with Patty and Dan (movies at Dan's), when my godmother called and told me that there were still 300 jobs open for this year. I just brushed it off like I always did with her, and hung up. Mom told me that she had talked to her earlier in the day, and Sue told me that I should seriously consider it. I got on the phone to Patty to tell her that I would come get her, since I wanted some time to think about everything. I ended up crying while thinking the whole way to Patty's. She asked me what was up, and I told her. Good old Patty, she was using her brain to rationalize everything. She was coming up with ways that it would work for me to move out here. We picked up Dan, walked towards campus for some ice cream at the Union, and told Dan what was going on. He was shocked, but supportive. It was awesome to see how cool my friends were. I learned how cool they were the whole while I was going through this process of getting out here. Dan put together a surprise going away party. Adam took off of work to come out here with me. And everyone stood by with support while I moved on, even when I'm sure there were a couple who didn't want to see me go (yep, I'm going to have an ego). I miss them all terribly, but I know I'll see them all at least in April.
I went out shopping everyday this weekend. Friday night was to just get out of my apartment because of the damn alarm that kept going off. I ended up finding some good deals at Target (martini glasses for 5 bucks!) Friday night, and also finding out that my dishes were on clearance! I couldn't find them at the Target near my apartment, so I knew I'd head out the next day. Went to WalMart after Target, and found some things...I think I bought some stuff for my room. Saturday I woke up and worked on school stuff. I decided that I would stop at 4ish, and have lunch and then go on a search for my plates. I went to 3 different Targets last night to find my dishes! I went to one halfway between here and my godparents' house, and then I drove to the one 5 minutes from my godparents' house. No such luck. I then drove out to the ghetto to see if they had them. Nope. Went to Kohl's, found a monkey to send to mom. Came home, watched TV. This morning I finished my school stuff, and then ran more errands. Had to get nameplates for my new students, ran to Target right there (nope, damn Target!), and then to WalMart to get some stuff for the classroom again. On Friday night, I was thinking about how much Dan needs to come out here. That way, I can focus on making HIM buy things, not me!
The other night, I was talking to mom and she was telling me about how Erika came over to get her souvenir that I had sent home with my sister (turns out my sister forgot to leave it at home...). She was saying how she could tell Erika really missed me. Thing of it was, there was a song on the radio that always reminds me Erika while she was telling me this. Tears started forming...not cool mom! Don't do that to me when I'm all alone and would rather have someone else shopping with me!
Thursday was my birthday. It was the first one I've spent alone. First year at SNC, came home to celebrate with high school friends (was yelled at by all of my SNC friends...but Niki was cool enough to chill wine coolers for midnight on my birthday). Second year, Ben and Allan came up to celebrate with all of my friends at SNC. Went to Comedy City, had a fun time, and that's where my most favorite picture of all times hails from (http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leomohnkay/detail?.dir=5e31&.dnm=1225.jpg). Junior year, the big 2-1. I do remember most of that night. I don't remember getting to Jill's house after falling out in the snow and not feeling it...but I remember walking into her house and seeing her in the bathroom as I headed for her room. I remember the water and bread (thanks to Dan for never letting me forget it!), and I remember still holding onto the wall as I walked to the bathroom in my building at 4pm the next day. Good times. Senior year, we braved a snowstorm for dinner. I believe it was us, and a few more people in the restaurant...due to the weather. Last year, I was "like a cheetah" and a Queen for 30 seconds. I followed Patty into a bathroom at a bar not knowing why I was going in there...people had a few laughs from me in there. And dropping my glasses at the Sham...sorry about that Dan! This year...taught all day, and had a conference after school. The kids were crap all day, but mom and dad sent flowers to school. That was awesome, I did like that. Came home, called in my order for Chinese (felt like Sandra Bullock in Two Weeks Notice...ordering Chinese for one), talked to mom on my phone, actually got my gifts from them while talking to her (TGI UPS!), opened the gifts up (Target gift card, Complete Curious George, and Degrassi Junior High season 2 from my sisters!), went to get my food and a tiny cake. Came back here, tried to eat (as soon as I was putting food to my mouth, my phone kept ringing..that's ok though, I like phone calls), ran to Target to get my Gilmore Girls on sale and Michael Buble's first CD, came home, watched my Thursday night TV, and went to bed. It was uneventful, but it was ok...
Put away my photo albums that I have here. Well, one of them at least. I have no idea where my graduation one is. I was about to sit down and finish my lessons, when I saw the pic of mom, dad, and I at graduation. I then looked over to my empty bookshelf/end table. I got up, found the one album from second semester senior year, as well as my Madison photo book, and put them out so I can look at them more often. I started looking at the Madison book, and got too homesick to look at it...damn the man!
Alright, this one must go to bed...she's getting tired (not really, but I know I need sleep. I'm already up past the time I had wanted to be laying in bed...I'm now old.)
I've also added my apt pics to my yahoo pics if you're curious!!
I got a birthday card the other day (damn it! Forgot to call grandma again today! Sorry...), and in it they said that 23 had been a big year for me. It was. I think it's all because of me being "Queen of Quapitol Squaya!" (or something slurred because of drunkeness). I got a promotion of sorts at BN, and I got my first teaching job. The teaching job took me across the country, and I'm still able to survive. I can remember the night that I first started contemplating Vegas. I actually was thinking about it before that night. I was at lunch with Amanda, and she was talking about moving out here when she was done with school. I thought that maybe I'd consider it if someone else moved out here too. I was telling all of my cousins that I'd move to Vegas in '06 if I didn't have a teaching job in WI yet at my grandma's 100th birthday party. But then it all changed that next week. I had just gotten home, finished making plans with Patty and Dan (movies at Dan's), when my godmother called and told me that there were still 300 jobs open for this year. I just brushed it off like I always did with her, and hung up. Mom told me that she had talked to her earlier in the day, and Sue told me that I should seriously consider it. I got on the phone to Patty to tell her that I would come get her, since I wanted some time to think about everything. I ended up crying while thinking the whole way to Patty's. She asked me what was up, and I told her. Good old Patty, she was using her brain to rationalize everything. She was coming up with ways that it would work for me to move out here. We picked up Dan, walked towards campus for some ice cream at the Union, and told Dan what was going on. He was shocked, but supportive. It was awesome to see how cool my friends were. I learned how cool they were the whole while I was going through this process of getting out here. Dan put together a surprise going away party. Adam took off of work to come out here with me. And everyone stood by with support while I moved on, even when I'm sure there were a couple who didn't want to see me go (yep, I'm going to have an ego). I miss them all terribly, but I know I'll see them all at least in April.
I went out shopping everyday this weekend. Friday night was to just get out of my apartment because of the damn alarm that kept going off. I ended up finding some good deals at Target (martini glasses for 5 bucks!) Friday night, and also finding out that my dishes were on clearance! I couldn't find them at the Target near my apartment, so I knew I'd head out the next day. Went to WalMart after Target, and found some things...I think I bought some stuff for my room. Saturday I woke up and worked on school stuff. I decided that I would stop at 4ish, and have lunch and then go on a search for my plates. I went to 3 different Targets last night to find my dishes! I went to one halfway between here and my godparents' house, and then I drove to the one 5 minutes from my godparents' house. No such luck. I then drove out to the ghetto to see if they had them. Nope. Went to Kohl's, found a monkey to send to mom. Came home, watched TV. This morning I finished my school stuff, and then ran more errands. Had to get nameplates for my new students, ran to Target right there (nope, damn Target!), and then to WalMart to get some stuff for the classroom again. On Friday night, I was thinking about how much Dan needs to come out here. That way, I can focus on making HIM buy things, not me!
The other night, I was talking to mom and she was telling me about how Erika came over to get her souvenir that I had sent home with my sister (turns out my sister forgot to leave it at home...). She was saying how she could tell Erika really missed me. Thing of it was, there was a song on the radio that always reminds me Erika while she was telling me this. Tears started forming...not cool mom! Don't do that to me when I'm all alone and would rather have someone else shopping with me!
Thursday was my birthday. It was the first one I've spent alone. First year at SNC, came home to celebrate with high school friends (was yelled at by all of my SNC friends...but Niki was cool enough to chill wine coolers for midnight on my birthday). Second year, Ben and Allan came up to celebrate with all of my friends at SNC. Went to Comedy City, had a fun time, and that's where my most favorite picture of all times hails from (http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leomohnkay/detail?.dir=5e31&.dnm=1225.jpg). Junior year, the big 2-1. I do remember most of that night. I don't remember getting to Jill's house after falling out in the snow and not feeling it...but I remember walking into her house and seeing her in the bathroom as I headed for her room. I remember the water and bread (thanks to Dan for never letting me forget it!), and I remember still holding onto the wall as I walked to the bathroom in my building at 4pm the next day. Good times. Senior year, we braved a snowstorm for dinner. I believe it was us, and a few more people in the restaurant...due to the weather. Last year, I was "like a cheetah" and a Queen for 30 seconds. I followed Patty into a bathroom at a bar not knowing why I was going in there...people had a few laughs from me in there. And dropping my glasses at the Sham...sorry about that Dan! This year...taught all day, and had a conference after school. The kids were crap all day, but mom and dad sent flowers to school. That was awesome, I did like that. Came home, called in my order for Chinese (felt like Sandra Bullock in Two Weeks Notice...ordering Chinese for one), talked to mom on my phone, actually got my gifts from them while talking to her (TGI UPS!), opened the gifts up (Target gift card, Complete Curious George, and Degrassi Junior High season 2 from my sisters!), went to get my food and a tiny cake. Came back here, tried to eat (as soon as I was putting food to my mouth, my phone kept ringing..that's ok though, I like phone calls), ran to Target to get my Gilmore Girls on sale and Michael Buble's first CD, came home, watched my Thursday night TV, and went to bed. It was uneventful, but it was ok...
Put away my photo albums that I have here. Well, one of them at least. I have no idea where my graduation one is. I was about to sit down and finish my lessons, when I saw the pic of mom, dad, and I at graduation. I then looked over to my empty bookshelf/end table. I got up, found the one album from second semester senior year, as well as my Madison photo book, and put them out so I can look at them more often. I started looking at the Madison book, and got too homesick to look at it...damn the man!
Alright, this one must go to bed...she's getting tired (not really, but I know I need sleep. I'm already up past the time I had wanted to be laying in bed...I'm now old.)
I've also added my apt pics to my yahoo pics if you're curious!!
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