This is an Update.
My name is still Christa, but now, I am 20.
I got a job at a doctor's office in Crofton, which is eight gazillionmillion times less stressful than any retail job ever. It also pays better, and I get to wear scrubs.
I am obsessed with that Corrine Bailey Ray song. "Girl, put your records on." So hot right now.
Getting a roomie in the fall; her name is Amadea and I love her. I can't wait til she comes. She is from Iowa.
I am so much in debt that I'm not going to attend school this upcoming semester. Okay, I'm not THAT that much in debt, but I also really want money... because I want to move to California. Will it really happen? I don't know, you know me. But I'm going to substantially plan for it. I've almost got this whole living on my own thing down... allllmost...
I am finally taking my own advice, that it's okay to take care of yourself. Giving myself big-ups for it. What the hell is a big-up, I'm not sure at all, but I think I've heard someone use that term in the same context.
I have a little green mustang that blows. Hard.
I have finished season 3 of 24, and it blew my mind. Hard.
I've regressed to using more vulgarity in my casual conversation... not so good, if you're a church youth leader... eh.
Found out that Mr. Jensen left his wife for a man. Still shocked that all our smartass comments really did come true.
Finally, I am learning the difference between helping someone and getting taken advantage of, although I'm still not so good at telling which is which. It involves a lot of saying no, and it's really, really hard. But definitely doable.
Going to the beach a lot.
How are you? Lemme know, for realz.
<3 love love.
I got a job at a doctor's office in Crofton, which is eight gazillionmillion times less stressful than any retail job ever. It also pays better, and I get to wear scrubs.
I am obsessed with that Corrine Bailey Ray song. "Girl, put your records on." So hot right now.
Getting a roomie in the fall; her name is Amadea and I love her. I can't wait til she comes. She is from Iowa.
I am so much in debt that I'm not going to attend school this upcoming semester. Okay, I'm not THAT that much in debt, but I also really want money... because I want to move to California. Will it really happen? I don't know, you know me. But I'm going to substantially plan for it. I've almost got this whole living on my own thing down... allllmost...
I am finally taking my own advice, that it's okay to take care of yourself. Giving myself big-ups for it. What the hell is a big-up, I'm not sure at all, but I think I've heard someone use that term in the same context.
I have a little green mustang that blows. Hard.
I have finished season 3 of 24, and it blew my mind. Hard.
I've regressed to using more vulgarity in my casual conversation... not so good, if you're a church youth leader... eh.
Found out that Mr. Jensen left his wife for a man. Still shocked that all our smartass comments really did come true.
Finally, I am learning the difference between helping someone and getting taken advantage of, although I'm still not so good at telling which is which. It involves a lot of saying no, and it's really, really hard. But definitely doable.
Going to the beach a lot.
How are you? Lemme know, for realz.
<3 love love.