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This is my new blogchalk:
United States, Mississippi, Starkville, Mississippi State University, English, Deedee, Female, 16-20, Gaming, programming. :)

Had to update the dadgum thing so they’d give me my picture back :-)

Yeah… I feel like this… a lot. (credit where credit is due: I stole the link off of Manda’s blog *grin*)

Guess what guesswhatguesswhat!!! Chad is coming to see me today :-) I love my Chad.

I wanted to get some work done before he got here, but ra is *still* down, and my programs are stored there. grr. I may have to start over, and store them on Disney or something. Yeah. Anyway…

So life is ok… Didn’t get much sleep last night, due to some drama with people I used to know back home… Someone I hadn’t talked to in like, 2 years, called me… He talked to me for like, an hour…. Mostly about school and stuff… and then about his personal life. Yeah. So lots of crap went down last night… At midnight, I ended up calling and talking to him while he sat in the Emergancy Room waiting room and waited to find out if his girlfriend had lost their baby (she just told him yesterday that she was really pregnant)… And he called me about 4am, when he got back to her apartment… She did lose the baby… and they were both pretty tore up. She was 14 weeks along…

So yeah. Last night was interesting. But I think they’re going to make it. (btw, I got dude’s permission to post this…. and I gave him the addy, so he may show up here… we’ll see)

Today is good though…. because Chad is coming. And that makes everything all better.

When someone comes and tells you this “new” thing they just learned, all wide eyed and excited about having figured out one more thing about how the world works, have you ever been like, Yeah, duh… how did you not know that? Thereby deflating their little cool trip, and in the process, making them feel stupid… and then, upon later inspection, you realize that they did not lack this information because they are stupid, you had access to this information because you are a freak?

Me either.

So yeah… could say a lot. about war. and people. and relationships. and me. but I’m not sure where to start. *sigh*

So… war, I guess. War is…. never good, I suppose, but needed sometimes. Is this one of those times? I don’t know. This is the first realy military conflict that I’ve been old enough to care much about… I mean, I remember Desert Storm… Daddy was at sea the whole time, and Mom and the kids and I were living in Navy housing… I remeber knowing there was a war, but war was really far away, and kind of a term I didn’t understand, fully. But now we’re at war. and I haven’t heard any really good reasons for us *not* to be at war… but war sucks. people die… on both sides. and that’s never cool. They were talking on the news today about the soldiers that have been killed… and they showed pictures of this one guy… he was so… average… someone’s son, brother, etc….. and he could have so easily been on of *my* boys.

People. I don’t understand people. I don’t understand the mentality that allows people to display one image to the world (like, say, the image of an extremely pious church-goer who probably is his denomination’s equivalent of a deacon or an elder)… and yet live a totally different life (like one that includes, say, bragging about sexual exploits). People hurt my head. A lot. On another note about people… I don’t understand people who don’t respond to “I’m not comfortable with that.” Dadgum it, if I’m not comfortable with something you’re doing to me or around me, don’t do it… or wait until I leave… or leave yourself.

Relationships… Mine? all of mine are ok right now, I guess… Chad’s coming down Tuesday, so everything’s great as far as that relationship goes. Everyone else’s? No comment. Yeah. We’ll leave it there.

Me? I’m tired. and i have stuff to do. And I want to sleep. other than that, I’m ok, I guess. Sir Mix-A-Lot is going to be at the Hunt Club for my birthday… so that’s going to be awesome… I’m oging home again (hopefully) the end of April.

I asked Daddy what he wanted us to dance to at my wedding…. he said he’d think about it, but hte first response was Sunrise, Sunset from Fiddler On The Roof. Which is good, because my first thought was A Book Report On Peter Rabbit from You’re A Good Man, Charlie Brown. I htink Fiddler is definately more appropriate :)

Rawk!! NASAexplores Rev2 went live today… check out the new layout and stuff. If you’re looking for stuff I put together, try “Just for Fun”… most of those puzzles and stuff are stuff I did for summer/holiday features. Other than that I mostly do background stuff and let the teachers handle the lessons and articles. anyway…. take a look… this ones been in the works for like, two years… and it’s finally here!! Yay!!

hmm… sorry for the lack of posting lately… I’m really not dead… but my laptop may be… the fan is knocking again… and i haven’t had time to fix it. I hate hardware….

So yeah… What’s new in my life? eh. Not much. homework… going home this weekend… slept at the Wesley last night…. ok, so I didn’t *intend* to sleep at the Wesley… but I ended up there anyway :) and all was good.

Last night at the Wesley generated a bizzilion random quotes… but I can’t remember any of them? Or at least not anything repeatable.

So this morning, after my first two classes, I was supposed to be studying for a test…. and i started cleaning out my desk drawers instead (it’s amazing what I get done when I’m putting things off). And in my center drawer I found a bunch of envelopes… all the letters Chad had waiting for me the day he proposed to me… and I pulled them all out and read them again… I even have the post-it note list he wrote to make sure he didn’t forget anything… *sigh* I miss Chad. It’s like… I’m not complete without him here… I feel like I’m missing a part of me…

But… enough mushy stuff… Chad will be down here like, next week, and it will be fun :) And he’ll be down here for keeps in the fall… Yay!!

The relationship advice TI-89 is back… Yay! Or something….

So yeah. Being on the outside of a relationship, and having inside information… is weird. ok, I guess… but weird.

Grr… I have so much to say and none of it will translate into pixels… so I’ll just let this one sit for a while. *sigh*

This beats anything I’ve seen this week….

I am the o nly person on my team that has a window *yay* So I got to watch rain earlier today…. which almost makes up for the fact that I didn’t get to go out in it…. almost.

So here I am at work… Alan’s kept me pretty busy the last couple of days, doing real important stuff… or stuff, anyway. But it’s all cool. Work is work… and I got to do lots of data entry, which I love *grin*

I went to church last night… huge nostalga binge. It was so weird to be back… I haven’t really been there in so long… and yet, nothing really has changed. AWANA still runs like clockwork (five minutes late)… one or two of the people I knew in high school were still there for whatever reason… Emily and I talked for a while… she’s senior, and dating someone, and excited about graduation…. and I talked to Mrs. Duffey, who used to teach Cubbies (3′s and 4′s) with me… but other than that, no one had much to say.

The new youth minister put up a bulletin board: 30 Years of Depot (youth group)… there were like, 30-35 pitures up there… looking at them last night, I realized that though I spent 6 years in the youth group, I wasn’t in any of the pictures… it was so very typical… and yet almost depressing. I saw a few of the people that were in youth group the same time I was last Sunday… but we didn’t talk or anything… it’s like I live on a plane they don’t believe exists….

I dont know… this whole trip home, I’ve noticed things I haven’t taken the time to notice before… things like how comfortable my little neighborhood is…. and how much I love Grandmother’s house… how pretty Huntsville looks coming over Chapman Mountain at night… little things like that. Maybe it’s because I’m slowly realizing that someday I’m going to have to move away… or maybe I’ve just been gone for to long… I dunno. It’s odd.