Monday, February 19, 2007

Beads, Beads, and More Beads

Well this weekend was prolly the most crazy time of the new year. I went down to St. Louis for the annual Mardi Gras parade. I got out of class on Fri. at 11. I met up with Ty and we decided to drive down at about 5ish. We got down there and started drinking right when we got down there. Needless to say, I was prolly completely drunk by about 11 p.m. We decided to go to bed around 3ish and damn that was a bad idea. I had to get up around 7ish to get ready for the parade. It wasnt too cold at first, but about an hour into the parade, it was prolly the coldest I've ever been. After about two hours of standing there, we decided that it would be a good idea to leave. Seriously, the best part of the parade was seeing the world series trophy and Chip being a dumbass and wearing all Cubs stuff. That kid is prolly the most idiotic kid ever.

After we got back, me and Ty decided to go back home. Of course, Nikki wanted a ride back b/c she wasn't feeling good. She's such a dork. We got home around 5ish. After getting home, I decided I should take a nap before heading out to Kuntzi's for his b-day. I seriously woke up at about 9ish, and I felt like my stomach was going to explode. It seriously was the most painful thing ever. I then headed out to the party. It was a good party up to the point where ppl started getting idiotic. I really didn't drink that much that night because I had to get up around eight for work. It was nice to see a lot of the ppl there. I hadn't seen Trisha and Marsha in a while so that was a lot of fun. I also got to see some random ppl from the class below me.

The next morning, I went into work and of course we were dead. My manager decided to buy us all lunch and damn that was awesome. I went to church and sat with Trisha and saw Emily Meyer. Damn ppl change a lot when you don't see them for over three years.

I really am starting to get used to a lot of life in Springfield. I kind of like this girl but I don't know how to really tell her and such. She prolly already knows but oh well. Well I think I am done with this for now. 24 is only an hour away and I still have a lot of homework left to do before I turn it on.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

It's Five In the Morning and...

Well this weekend definitely falls into the category of craziest. On friday, I was working, and we had some guy come in and say something about alot of celebrities being town. So we called around and it sounded legit. So after going home and changing into some better clothes, I went downtown to find them. Well needless to say, they weren't there. So instead of getting down and coming home, I went to DH Browns for Ryan Owen's(the one in my class) wedding party. I got really drunk and such. Fun was had by all and i didnt even have to pay for any of the alcohol. I then called my good friend, Doma. She always seems to be willing to listen to me joke around when I am drunk. Oh well, so after talking to her for what seemed like an hour, I went and hung out with Ty for some Nintendo Wii. I finally got home at about two. This did not give me much time for sleep before I had to get up at seven for Barack.

Well I woke up actually at 6:30 for the speech. It was pretty sweet. I couldn't believe I was witnessing history. I mean I was at the first serious announcement that a black man was thinking about running for president. I mean there's been those talks about Al Sharpton wanting to run and such. I am sorry. He does not count. The guy is one of the best speakers I've ever heard. There were, of course, the neo-nazi right to life people there. I am sorry. I am pro-life but to have those graphic of pictures on a sidewalk where little kids are walking around. I found myself almost ashamed to be pro-life. Seriously if you think that showing a baby half born on a day that is supposed to be a happy day for the state of Illinois, then you are a stupid one stance voter that needs to open your eyes and see that there is more than one thing wrong with the world. Well after the speech, which once again was the best speech I've ever heard, I had to go to work. I was dead tired so I somehow made it through it. I came home and had some dinner with the family. After that my brother in law and I got into a huge political argument. Apparently Barack has to take responsibility for everything Bill Clinton did while in office. Needless to say, I was told that I didn't know anything about Barack's platform. I mean I told him everything he(Barack) had voted on, but that didn't matter b/c it wasn't what he believed. So instead of going out, I decided I needed to go to bed early so I decided to fall asleep at 9ish but now I can't get back to sleep at 5 a.m. Well I think I am going to go to bed for now...maybe. I think I've gotten all my weekend written out here.

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Sometimes You Forget Things

Well as I was sitting in my room, talking to someone about family. It simply started with me saying that I am excited about my sister coming home and then this friend decided to ask me about my neices and nephews(and their names...shes kind of is obsessed). I told her about my two nieces and nephews but suddenly realized I was forgetting someone. I completely forgot about the one nephew no one ever talks about.

When my sister was 16 years old, she made a lot of mistakes. She got pregnant and my parents told her that she was not allowed to have an abortion. She decided to have the baby and gave birth to a boy in the middle of the summer. She named him Scott Michael. I barely remember anything about him. He had a lot of dark brown hair. I remember seeing my mom crying out in the hallway when she was told that the lawyer was there to take custody of him and deliver him to his parents. I remember barely being able to hold him because I was not that old. There isn't much more I can remember.

I did the math and right now he is about 13 years old. It's crazy to think that my sister went through all of that at the age of 16. I don't think I will be ready for a kid for another two to three years. It's scary to think about kids for me.

I mean some people are thinking about marriage already. I just can't imagine any of that yet. All I can say is thank God I have a couple more years before marriage and children become an option for me.

Snow will be the end of me

As I woke up this morning I realized that today was going to suck. I mean snowing is one thing but getting a phone call from work asking if I can come into work early is a totally different subject. Seriously someone is going to die for this. So I got all my books together and journeyed out to school in my car, which recently has taken the harry caray route of running and sounds like death every time i try to stop. It's not the break pads either. As I pull into the parking lot for school I realize that the only spot for me is right at the front of the lot but also is at the bottom of a hill. This created quite the interesting exit after my 9 a.m. because I couldnt back out of the spot. The snow was too slippery and needed to be pushed out of the spot by a couple of my friends. Seriously I am lookin forward to spring break more and more now b/c of the fact that I need to get out of this God forsaken state.

Onto another topic. I recently am finding it hard to really make any real connections in Springfield. It was kind of funny b/c last night I was on my way to hanging out with one of my friends and I came up with a reason to not go. I mean I wish that I actually wanted to pick my phone up half the time. Most of the time I look at who is and decide I'd rather do nothing than talk to alot of people. I mean I love my friends but for some odd reason I enjoy sitting at home with my parents and talking to them about my problems or going to Panera for hours on end to just sit and read my books. This might be me just being anti-social but oh well. You call it one thing, I call it some of the best times of my life.

Well I am done for now. My 1-2:15 class starts in a little bit and I still have to drive there and prolly get stuck in the parking lot again. Well that was a fun first post.