Moving
It's been two days since I've had internet access, and even longer since I posted a journal entry. So much has been going on that I'm not sure exactly where to start. Chronological order works for me.
Thursday, I got everything moved out of my dorm with help from my friend's Ford F-350. It moved my Queen Bed (which barely fit) and desk in a box on the first trip and then everything from my dorm on the second trip. There's still a desk, printer table, dresser, and chair in storage though.
Just as I got moved in and the cable guy arrived, Akshai and Nick called. They wanted to check out the new place and move their video game & computer systems in. I was thinking about hanging out with Monica that evening, but decided not to since it had been at least a year since all three of us hung out together. As the night went on, two of Akshai's friends stopped by, along with a crew of just under a dozen people. Monica called while all these people were over and sounded really pissed at me, suggesting that I ditched her for a party, which I didn't. They stopped by for only an hour or two, and then left. I guess you could call that an impromptu house-warming party (a "kick-back" is more like it though). I had 4-5 beers that night, which made me feel more drunk than I ever previously had been.
Friday morning, there was a small lump in my stomach and for the first time (after drinking), it came up. It wasn't much and also wasn't as bad as it felt in my stomach. I didn't have much of a hangover, although after waking up around 10AM to say goodbye to my roommates who were heading home, I went back to sleep until 2PM. Once I got up, I headed back to Cholla so I could clean up my dorm and officially check out.
When I got back, Manuel called. He really wanted to see and talk with me because a lot of stuff regarding his family, friends, dreams, and remarks other people made about him were concerning him. So I called Michelle and let her know that I wouldn't be able to see her because I needed to be there for Manuel. I wanted to see her some other time, but then she seemed very upset, thought I was lying, and also added sarcastic remarks like "have fun." So that put a damper on my thoughts about seeing Michelle.
Manuel got his feelings and concerns out with me that night, and it really helped him. I talked with him about some things too. You know, even though there are times when he seems like such a different person than me and I'm thinking "Why am I friends with him?", last night was a reminder of the answer to that question. We treat each other really well as friends and we're there for each other whenever. Manuel can be a pretty funny guy also and can be very cool to hang out with. We didn't really get around to our usual hanging out habits until later that night when we talked about everything we wanted to.
This morning, I went to work. The way Michelle acted on the phone Friday night really concerned me because it made me wonder how things would go if we were going to hang out and try to be friends. I also remembered that I need to do whatever is necessary for me to grow a lot more as a person. I have a lot to think and pray about.
Thursday, I got everything moved out of my dorm with help from my friend's Ford F-350. It moved my Queen Bed (which barely fit) and desk in a box on the first trip and then everything from my dorm on the second trip. There's still a desk, printer table, dresser, and chair in storage though.
Just as I got moved in and the cable guy arrived, Akshai and Nick called. They wanted to check out the new place and move their video game & computer systems in. I was thinking about hanging out with Monica that evening, but decided not to since it had been at least a year since all three of us hung out together. As the night went on, two of Akshai's friends stopped by, along with a crew of just under a dozen people. Monica called while all these people were over and sounded really pissed at me, suggesting that I ditched her for a party, which I didn't. They stopped by for only an hour or two, and then left. I guess you could call that an impromptu house-warming party (a "kick-back" is more like it though). I had 4-5 beers that night, which made me feel more drunk than I ever previously had been.
Friday morning, there was a small lump in my stomach and for the first time (after drinking), it came up. It wasn't much and also wasn't as bad as it felt in my stomach. I didn't have much of a hangover, although after waking up around 10AM to say goodbye to my roommates who were heading home, I went back to sleep until 2PM. Once I got up, I headed back to Cholla so I could clean up my dorm and officially check out.
When I got back, Manuel called. He really wanted to see and talk with me because a lot of stuff regarding his family, friends, dreams, and remarks other people made about him were concerning him. So I called Michelle and let her know that I wouldn't be able to see her because I needed to be there for Manuel. I wanted to see her some other time, but then she seemed very upset, thought I was lying, and also added sarcastic remarks like "have fun." So that put a damper on my thoughts about seeing Michelle.
Manuel got his feelings and concerns out with me that night, and it really helped him. I talked with him about some things too. You know, even though there are times when he seems like such a different person than me and I'm thinking "Why am I friends with him?", last night was a reminder of the answer to that question. We treat each other really well as friends and we're there for each other whenever. Manuel can be a pretty funny guy also and can be very cool to hang out with. We didn't really get around to our usual hanging out habits until later that night when we talked about everything we wanted to.
This morning, I went to work. The way Michelle acted on the phone Friday night really concerned me because it made me wonder how things would go if we were going to hang out and try to be friends. I also remembered that I need to do whatever is necessary for me to grow a lot more as a person. I have a lot to think and pray about.