Living on my own…

Is quite nice. My roommates and I get along so well. We aren’t completely settled in, but we are getting there.
I woke up this morning around 10am. After checking the e-mails and whatnot, I helped Miranda move more crap from her car to the apartment. I had no idea she could fit so much crap in there. We got it all moved in and have almost finished organizing the whole lot of it.
School starts tomorrow, meaning I have to get up around 630am. Meaning my alarm will start going off at 615am. Meaning I have to go to bed before 12am. Classes start at 8am and finish at 11am. Break till 2pm, then work at 5pm. I finish the day at 9pm. I’m excited to finally start classes. I got an e-mail from one of the professors already.
I have started working already for the colorguard. We hope to get new uniforms this year and the director of the marching band left it up to me to write a proposal for the board to read. I have some research to do about it and some serious writing. I am also doing research for school. I hope to get enrolled in classes to finish my studying abroad before October. The passport will cost me quite a bit on Tuesday, then the Visa after that…then tuition. Then the ticket to get over there….I’m working my butt off. I want to leave so badly.
I’ll have some pictures up of the apartment soon. Hopefully before the night is out.

i said it, now i am doing it

I said I was leaving. I was serious. Completely and absolutely serious.
I go on Tuesday to apply for my passport. As soon as that is back, I am applying for the visa.
In the meantime, there is a university I found. Darwin, AUS. Tropical year-round. Every credit will transfer and I am able to pay the cheap tuition cost of the university here in Missouri. All I have to do is apply.
Then I leave. One year of school. Go back to visit over the summer break. One year of school. Go back to visit over summer break. Bam. I can get citizenship. And a job. Then I’m set.
I said it, now I am doing it.
I am leaving.

Colorguard 2008

I’m very excited about this year. The guard is like none I’ve been with before. We all click. Our personalities just mesh really well. It’s different than last year, or the year before. We all got along last year at first. But as the year progressed, things went sour. I just pray that the vibe from the first few days continues. It would be a sad day when the previous year was repeated. The drama and stress levels of everyone shot through the roof. Things were said and done that never should have happened….but this year seems to be better.
We even have a male joining us. No one knew about him until Monday morning. I didn’t know about him…I was shocked when he was walking with us to talk about uniforms. I’m a very….social person, so I was jumping up and down and hugging him. It’s like having my best guy friend from high school with me. I am uber excited about him. He brings a special attitude to practice-and some great stories. We get along so well.
All that aside, I bought my books for school today. Seven. Seven books. My literature class took 3 alone, and I didn’t get the “purchase” book required. I already have a copy of Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales, so I figured I’d save some money. I start classes next week. And work. One of the guard girls got a job at the same place, so I’m a little more excited about it now.
I also move the rest of my things on Saturday. I am going back to Arkansas tomorrow evening and packing everything I think I’ll need or want and hitting the road with my parents as early as possible on Saturday. My friend of almost 15 years is joining me…and my parents don’t know it yet. They don’t really like her, but I do. She is coming up here to see my apartment and we are going to try to have some fun before she moves next Monday. We’re going to be about 5 hours away from each other and we aren’t used to that. We’ve always been fairly close. We share clothing all the time. Speaking of which, I need to return some things I believe. So, she’s coming with us. I don’t know if my father knows about the male living with us…I know my mother does, but my father won’t like it….Oh well.
I’ll try to post a few pictures on Saturday.

Where do you draw the lines?

Scenario: You are a female. You have a boyfriend. You meet a gay male. You kiss the gay male. Is it cheating?

Scenario: You are a male. You are a sick individual. You have un-consented sex with a prostitute. Is it rape? Or Shoplifting?

I have moved. I am in Missouri. I have an apartment with 2 roommates. I am independent….to a point.
For the past two days I have been at “band camp” with the colorguard. The above scenarios are just a taste of what kind of conversations we have.

*side note: I’m apparently cracked. I’m broken.

July 2, 2008

And in less than 2 hours from writing this, I will be on the airplane to Atlanta, Georgia. I have a 1 hour 48 minute lay-over and then I board the plane for New York. In less than 8 hours (hopefully) I will be in New York.

I am unexpectedly calm at the moment. I am physically shaking, but mentally I am fine. I slept for about an hour and I plan to sleep on the plane. I need something to make the time go by faster and to get my mind off the fact that I am thousands of feet above the ground. Therefore, I have the Ipod and 2 books to choose from. I also have a blanket in my carry-on that can be made easily into a pillow….and now I am freaking out. I am going to be sick…I hate planes.

I took yesterday off. I went to Missouri and visited a friend. I goofed off for a few hours. I went to work for a couple of minutes to say goodbye to those I care about. I got some video clips and some pictures….

and now to wait for the plane….