January 15th, 2010.
It’s my first ever blog! Woah. I’ve decided that I need a place I can unrelentingly vent to. I think the expressing “venting” is the PC version of “bitching”. That’s exactly why I want a blog. I’m tired of whining to my roommates every single time something happens that I don’t like. So for their sanity, I will turn to this. My safe little black and white world where I can express myself with out judgement, or remorse. I’m under alot of pressure right now, but the little voice in me is at war with itself. I want to be angry and frustrated and irritable at how unfair things are. But my sensible side knows that is childish. I’m torn between wanting to scream and run away, live a life seperate from society and work and bills. At the same time, I know that is illogical, and while I’m on this earth I may as well do good. I am a 19 year old, plain jane prude with a tough exterior. I go to school and work at a red robin. I work ALL THE TIME. Seriously. I have no life. I go to school full time monday – thursday, and work Friday – Monday. When I’m not at school, I go into work and pull extra shifts. When my dad was my age he was in the Navy to pay for school. I really have no right to complain, my life is much easier than his ever was. My parents pay my tuition, my rent, my car expenses. I work to save up money because its on my shoulders to pay back all of the loans. Which I am more than willing to do, they have given me so much. Its the least I can do. Next year I’ll start being able to pay my own rent.
Speaking of rent, that brings me to the subject of my apartment/roommates. I have the best roommates anyone could have asked for. They are funny, smart, kind and understanding. They give me the freedom to be me. They put up with my shennanigans and distractions. I know that I will be friends with them for the rest of my life. They treat me so well, its amazing. I whine and complain and throw pity parties and they are always there to listen. That is BEAUTIFUL. They are both hilarious and intricate and incredible. They both are really intelligent also. Its really amazing. I love that about them. They are great people with beautiful souls and loving hearts and I thank God for them daily.
My family is usually pretty awesome as well. My sister is two years older than me and goes to the same college and works with me. She is a theatre major. Chelsea is like the epitome of fabulous. She is tall and curvy and gorgeous. She’s funny and charming. You just have to see her and you’d know instantly that she is a star. She is my polar opposite. She’s also one of my best friends. Stacey is 18 years older than me. She is married to a great man, and has two kids. She and her husband also served in the Navy as Seabees. She’s a great Christian and has a great sense of humor but she has a tendency to flake on things, and place blame on others. My mom is hard to explain. I love her absolutly but I don’t quite understand her. I get the impression that in high school she was like me, living in her sisters shadow. She is a self proclaimed flower child. She went to App State but dropped out to get married to Stacey’s dad, and then had Stacey. I think in college she was a wild-child. She loves books and children, and therefore works in an elementary school library. She is well loved there. She has a hard time admitting when she is wrong, but she has a good heart and loves truely. My dad is an electrical engineer and a navy vet. He has his own brand of humor, and I find it hysterical. He is a math-minded logical person. He’s helping me learn to program. He is brilliant, but you would never hear him say that. He is very modest about everything he does.
I think that’s about it for now. I’ll complain about work later.
Lovvve you my anon. internet friends, if you are out there.