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my shoulder is in pain. it's been hurting since yesterday when i woke up. it's about four in the morning and i haven't gone to sleep yet. it's an unfortunate predicament. i'm really not that tired at all. (hmm...just as i was typing that i yawned)
i've been reading through a bunch of my old entries and emails/fb messages tonight/yesterday and realized that i hadn't written a legit entry in this blog for a long while. i've kinda been writing in my blogspot blog but not much more than here, well i guess i've actually written in there during the entire time i haven't been writing in here. whatevs. check it out if you want to catch up, otherwise don't bother: ngariby.blogspot.com
not too sure what i plan on updating on in here brenden and i are together again. i realized i never said we got back together after my short entries of sadness over us having broken up. it wasn't technically a break up, more of an advised period of separation. now we are back together. and very happy. we've been seeing each other pretty regularly since i've come back to the houston area after our evacuation to dallas. and it's quite marvelous.
update on hurricane ike. after staying in dallas for almost two weeks we came down to clear lake which is technically southeast houston. we are still here staying with members of our church who so kindly offered us their home since it's just the wife and husband staying here whereas there used to eight children here. we have plenty of room here and a working piano. my parents have a room, stef and i have a room, and reuben has a room. chris has moved to college station to finish the semester there since texas a&m galveston received some damage that will take awhile to repair.
our own home also received some rather extensive damage. everything four feet and below was ruined. which is pretty much everything except some items in closets, dishes and food in cabinets, and things up on shelves. we have no furniture at all, any clothing in dressers is gone, books, shoes, bags, journals, photo albums, my piano are all ruined. we've torn out the floor and sheet rock (4 ft and down) down to the studs, so our home is now a skeleton of what it used to be. when you sit in the living room and just look up at the ceiling, it's easy to imagine everything is fine and that nothing is different at all. then i slightly turn my head and in my peripheral vision i realize we are missing walls, there is no furniture, and i don't have a home to live in anymore.
sometime either this weekend or next week, we should be moving into a one-bedroom condo in galveston. the two good things about this are that (1) we will be in galveston which will be easier for my sister to go to school and for us to continue working on our home and (2) we will have a place to call our own, however temporary. bad things about it (1) it's in galveston where the city is still under a 10 o'clock curfew (as far as i know) which would mean being in the island at home and not driving by 10 PM, (2) my mom and reuben are both working in league city now about 35-40 minutes from galveston since utmb has temporarily transferred them there until utmb is functional again. my dad actually still isn't working yet (3) it's in galveston where there is nothing entertaining to do, i'm not even guaranteed an internet connection. i suppose i could catch up on a lot of reading. galveston gives me bad feelings when i'm there and nothing is the way it should be. i've created two categories and classify experiences as pre-ike and post-ike. (4) living on the island really does isolate us. in clear lake, we are in close proximity to downtown houston, league city, friendswood, and close enough to galveston to get a full day's work in before having to leave in the evening. and we don't have retarded curfews in clear lake. (5) moving back to galveston doesn't give us any guarantee of actually having our own apartment or home there anytime like i think my parents feel like it will. it gives us a false hope that things are more normal and easier to put back in place just because we are back on the island. yeah i know like four of those five reasons i think moving back to galveston is bad are like all the same. but it's almost five in the morning, i haven't gotten sleep, and i don't care about being more specific or trying to find real reasons why moving back to galveston is bad or accepting that moving to galveston is good. main thing: i don't want to go back to galveston until we have a house that we can live in for a period of time that i have dates on like: October 9th - December 12th. or something. i don't want to ask my mom how long we'll be living in this cramped condo and her saying until we find something else. that's massively uncool. my main issue with hurricane ike is him displacing my family (yes i know he's displaced many families but i'm currently only concerned about our displacement). the fact that we don't know where we'll be staying for any period of time really bugs me. i don't know whether or not to get comfortable, settled in, or continue just pulling clothes as i need them from my suitcase. i want a sense of stability. and a home i can call a home for a known period of time would actually help out a lot.
oh hey. look it's an article i'm in: BYU Students Share Stories About Hurricane Ike
byu: since i withdrew from all of my classes for winter semester (also termed spring semester for most schools) and i didn't go back this semester, i had to reapply as a former student for this next semester. i'm still waiting to hear from them but the chances are i won't be readmitted, at least for awhile. i'm still planning on going back to utah this winter. i've applied as a transfer to a much less hardcore institution than byu called utah valley university (which is actually in the next city over from provo). i intend on doing some basics over there and bringing up my gpa and then reapplying to byu. if i still don't get in, then screw it, i'm not going to school anymore. just kidding. if i don't get in, then i guess i'll finish at uvu. it doesn't matter too much to me. i've kinda screwed up my life as much as i will allow myself to and today i'm just dealing with the consequences from yesterday. tomorrow things will only be better. eventually those major bad consequences will be over with and i'll only be dealing with the consequences of stuff i'm doing today (which isn't too bad! hey, good job, natalie!)
i'm currently jobless. the children's department that i worked at in the public library at galveston was flooded out. i was also taking ballet classes in that same area. i need to get my money back from that. i paid for the semester in full.
i'm a little hungry. it's 4:46 AM. and i think i'm going to galveston today which is lame because galveston sucks and i hate being there and i'm not looking forward to any form of labor in the sun after a sleepless night.
if i can make it to this weekend or even friday, i think i'll be okay. so that just means getting through tomorrow, right? YES! i can do it.
dang, my shoulder still hurts.
i've been reading through a bunch of my old entries and emails/fb messages tonight/yesterday and realized that i hadn't written a legit entry in this blog for a long while. i've kinda been writing in my blogspot blog but not much more than here, well i guess i've actually written in there during the entire time i haven't been writing in here. whatevs. check it out if you want to catch up, otherwise don't bother: ngariby.blogspot.com
not too sure what i plan on updating on in here brenden and i are together again. i realized i never said we got back together after my short entries of sadness over us having broken up. it wasn't technically a break up, more of an advised period of separation. now we are back together. and very happy. we've been seeing each other pretty regularly since i've come back to the houston area after our evacuation to dallas. and it's quite marvelous.
update on hurricane ike. after staying in dallas for almost two weeks we came down to clear lake which is technically southeast houston. we are still here staying with members of our church who so kindly offered us their home since it's just the wife and husband staying here whereas there used to eight children here. we have plenty of room here and a working piano. my parents have a room, stef and i have a room, and reuben has a room. chris has moved to college station to finish the semester there since texas a&m galveston received some damage that will take awhile to repair.
our own home also received some rather extensive damage. everything four feet and below was ruined. which is pretty much everything except some items in closets, dishes and food in cabinets, and things up on shelves. we have no furniture at all, any clothing in dressers is gone, books, shoes, bags, journals, photo albums, my piano are all ruined. we've torn out the floor and sheet rock (4 ft and down) down to the studs, so our home is now a skeleton of what it used to be. when you sit in the living room and just look up at the ceiling, it's easy to imagine everything is fine and that nothing is different at all. then i slightly turn my head and in my peripheral vision i realize we are missing walls, there is no furniture, and i don't have a home to live in anymore.
sometime either this weekend or next week, we should be moving into a one-bedroom condo in galveston. the two good things about this are that (1) we will be in galveston which will be easier for my sister to go to school and for us to continue working on our home and (2) we will have a place to call our own, however temporary. bad things about it (1) it's in galveston where the city is still under a 10 o'clock curfew (as far as i know) which would mean being in the island at home and not driving by 10 PM, (2) my mom and reuben are both working in league city now about 35-40 minutes from galveston since utmb has temporarily transferred them there until utmb is functional again. my dad actually still isn't working yet (3) it's in galveston where there is nothing entertaining to do, i'm not even guaranteed an internet connection. i suppose i could catch up on a lot of reading. galveston gives me bad feelings when i'm there and nothing is the way it should be. i've created two categories and classify experiences as pre-ike and post-ike. (4) living on the island really does isolate us. in clear lake, we are in close proximity to downtown houston, league city, friendswood, and close enough to galveston to get a full day's work in before having to leave in the evening. and we don't have retarded curfews in clear lake. (5) moving back to galveston doesn't give us any guarantee of actually having our own apartment or home there anytime like i think my parents feel like it will. it gives us a false hope that things are more normal and easier to put back in place just because we are back on the island. yeah i know like four of those five reasons i think moving back to galveston is bad are like all the same. but it's almost five in the morning, i haven't gotten sleep, and i don't care about being more specific or trying to find real reasons why moving back to galveston is bad or accepting that moving to galveston is good. main thing: i don't want to go back to galveston until we have a house that we can live in for a period of time that i have dates on like: October 9th - December 12th. or something. i don't want to ask my mom how long we'll be living in this cramped condo and her saying until we find something else. that's massively uncool. my main issue with hurricane ike is him displacing my family (yes i know he's displaced many families but i'm currently only concerned about our displacement). the fact that we don't know where we'll be staying for any period of time really bugs me. i don't know whether or not to get comfortable, settled in, or continue just pulling clothes as i need them from my suitcase. i want a sense of stability. and a home i can call a home for a known period of time would actually help out a lot.
oh hey. look it's an article i'm in: BYU Students Share Stories About Hurricane Ike
byu: since i withdrew from all of my classes for winter semester (also termed spring semester for most schools) and i didn't go back this semester, i had to reapply as a former student for this next semester. i'm still waiting to hear from them but the chances are i won't be readmitted, at least for awhile. i'm still planning on going back to utah this winter. i've applied as a transfer to a much less hardcore institution than byu called utah valley university (which is actually in the next city over from provo). i intend on doing some basics over there and bringing up my gpa and then reapplying to byu. if i still don't get in, then screw it, i'm not going to school anymore. just kidding. if i don't get in, then i guess i'll finish at uvu. it doesn't matter too much to me. i've kinda screwed up my life as much as i will allow myself to and today i'm just dealing with the consequences from yesterday. tomorrow things will only be better. eventually those major bad consequences will be over with and i'll only be dealing with the consequences of stuff i'm doing today (which isn't too bad! hey, good job, natalie!)
i'm currently jobless. the children's department that i worked at in the public library at galveston was flooded out. i was also taking ballet classes in that same area. i need to get my money back from that. i paid for the semester in full.
i'm a little hungry. it's 4:46 AM. and i think i'm going to galveston today which is lame because galveston sucks and i hate being there and i'm not looking forward to any form of labor in the sun after a sleepless night.
if i can make it to this weekend or even friday, i think i'll be okay. so that just means getting through tomorrow, right? YES! i can do it.
dang, my shoulder still hurts.