I really can't believe it...
hello everybody...
attack of the elipses.....attack...!
Life is nutty. I am so incredibly nervous about going down to Bradley. There are a thousand things that I just want to pull a Chrissy (meaning that when you don't like something you verbalize it...a lot), I hate that I always have to be adult, sometimes I just want to freeze up or have a temper tantrum, why am I so unable to do this, I think its stressing me out.
When I went down to Bradley there was so much stress, most of you have heard all about it but it all came to a head with my mom crying to the receptionist at the hotel. That was fun. I had to calm her down, that's right, I had to calm HER down even though she had spent the last 6 hours screaming when I drove faster than 50 miles an hour.!!!!!!! So I've been trying to find alternate ways to get back and forth without driving, partially because I'm not yet entirely comfortable with interstate driving, partially because I don't know how well my car is going to hold out with that kind of stress and I need it to get me through college and hopefully a couple years past, I'm not getting another junky-old-cast-off-of-a-car. Next time I'm going to pick it out and by golly its going to have cup-holders and a moon roof! That's right.
So here are my alternative routes.
Spring Grove to Fox Lake ----by car------$ of Gas
Fox Lake to Chicago------by metra Train-----$ 5 to 7 dollars
Chicago to O'hare-------by Blue Line Train------$2 dollars
O'hare to Peoria (Bradley)------ by Coach Bus-------$ 36 dollars
and that's only one way.
by the end of this I am going to be very very poor.
alternate rout that has many more complications.
Spring Grove to Fox Lake ----by car------$ of Gas
Fox Lake to Chicago------by metra Train-----$ 5 to 7 dollars
Chicago to Bloomington------------$16 dollars (but only at really bizarre times, like 2am) or $32 at normal times
Bloomington to Peoria-------- This is where it gets tricky, there is no bus, only car, thus this route would only work if I leave my car or if Paul is going to come see me.
or I drive. boo!
Bradley is nice and everything is working out well with classes and all that. But the closets are too small and i won't have cats or a boyfriend to cuddle. I think that having a coffee machine is against the rules, some nonsense about fire codes...but I don't care, they will have to kill me first.
Drastic shift in thinking....
I can't believe how things work out its so strange. Sunday night Paul and I went to his friends house, their names are Mia and Elana and they have a 5 year old son named Drew. He is absolutely the sweetest little guy ever. But anyway Paul was dropping off some computers that he built for charity for a school that Mia volunteers at. So while he was loading and unloading and pairing wires with computers and explaining how everything needed to be handled, I was playing with Drew, he showed me rock collections and this kit for making gooey aliens. Meanwhile, Paul had come back in and been catching up with Mia, and out of the corner of my ear (you all know what this means right, I was playing with the kid and he was chattering on like a mad thing but I could still hear them talking) and this Mia, very nice, but sure doesn't waste time, was asking about everything and she asked about our plans and he told her about how we plan to get engaged when I graduate school. I didn't realize that he was comfortable enough in his head to say that to anyone but me. Then I guess his bosses boss at work now has come to say in passing "Hi Paul, when you going to marry that girl, hum???" like by way of hello. This is coming from mr. anti-marriage/anti-kids. I think that he really wants kids now as well. Wow! I mean wow! He needs to clean up his act (meaning his house and punctuality) before we get to that point, but its so surreal to know that barring something tragic happening, that this is what is going to happen.
Drastic shift again.....
I have to buy better boots and a better jacket. Several pairs of boots have died this winter and I need a pair that are going to hold out a season. Also my jacket has a semi-busted zipper which is always getting stuck or coming open in the middle effectively trapping me in my coat, which is terrible, cause when I realize I usually have a claustrophobic hell of a time trying to fix it and remain calm.
Swerve left....
I've been trying to develop strategies to make Bradley easier, for instance Gilmore Girls, the last season has come out but I'm going to wait to watch it until I'm down at Bradley, sort of a comfort thing. Also I think that i want to make myself a new blanket to take with as well, a gift to me for being so brave.
what other gifts should I get me??
chocolate probably.
I've run out of randomness, that is all for now.
attack of the elipses.....attack...!
Life is nutty. I am so incredibly nervous about going down to Bradley. There are a thousand things that I just want to pull a Chrissy (meaning that when you don't like something you verbalize it...a lot), I hate that I always have to be adult, sometimes I just want to freeze up or have a temper tantrum, why am I so unable to do this, I think its stressing me out.
When I went down to Bradley there was so much stress, most of you have heard all about it but it all came to a head with my mom crying to the receptionist at the hotel. That was fun. I had to calm her down, that's right, I had to calm HER down even though she had spent the last 6 hours screaming when I drove faster than 50 miles an hour.!!!!!!! So I've been trying to find alternate ways to get back and forth without driving, partially because I'm not yet entirely comfortable with interstate driving, partially because I don't know how well my car is going to hold out with that kind of stress and I need it to get me through college and hopefully a couple years past, I'm not getting another junky-old-cast-off-of-a-car. Next time I'm going to pick it out and by golly its going to have cup-holders and a moon roof! That's right.
So here are my alternative routes.
Spring Grove to Fox Lake ----by car------$ of Gas
Fox Lake to Chicago------by metra Train-----$ 5 to 7 dollars
Chicago to O'hare-------by Blue Line Train------$2 dollars
O'hare to Peoria (Bradley)------ by Coach Bus-------$ 36 dollars
and that's only one way.
by the end of this I am going to be very very poor.
alternate rout that has many more complications.
Spring Grove to Fox Lake ----by car------$ of Gas
Fox Lake to Chicago------by metra Train-----$ 5 to 7 dollars
Chicago to Bloomington------------$16 dollars (but only at really bizarre times, like 2am) or $32 at normal times
Bloomington to Peoria-------- This is where it gets tricky, there is no bus, only car, thus this route would only work if I leave my car or if Paul is going to come see me.
or I drive. boo!
Bradley is nice and everything is working out well with classes and all that. But the closets are too small and i won't have cats or a boyfriend to cuddle. I think that having a coffee machine is against the rules, some nonsense about fire codes...but I don't care, they will have to kill me first.
Drastic shift in thinking....
I can't believe how things work out its so strange. Sunday night Paul and I went to his friends house, their names are Mia and Elana and they have a 5 year old son named Drew. He is absolutely the sweetest little guy ever. But anyway Paul was dropping off some computers that he built for charity for a school that Mia volunteers at. So while he was loading and unloading and pairing wires with computers and explaining how everything needed to be handled, I was playing with Drew, he showed me rock collections and this kit for making gooey aliens. Meanwhile, Paul had come back in and been catching up with Mia, and out of the corner of my ear (you all know what this means right, I was playing with the kid and he was chattering on like a mad thing but I could still hear them talking) and this Mia, very nice, but sure doesn't waste time, was asking about everything and she asked about our plans and he told her about how we plan to get engaged when I graduate school. I didn't realize that he was comfortable enough in his head to say that to anyone but me. Then I guess his bosses boss at work now has come to say in passing "Hi Paul, when you going to marry that girl, hum???" like by way of hello. This is coming from mr. anti-marriage/anti-kids. I think that he really wants kids now as well. Wow! I mean wow! He needs to clean up his act (meaning his house and punctuality) before we get to that point, but its so surreal to know that barring something tragic happening, that this is what is going to happen.
Drastic shift again.....
I have to buy better boots and a better jacket. Several pairs of boots have died this winter and I need a pair that are going to hold out a season. Also my jacket has a semi-busted zipper which is always getting stuck or coming open in the middle effectively trapping me in my coat, which is terrible, cause when I realize I usually have a claustrophobic hell of a time trying to fix it and remain calm.
Swerve left....
I've been trying to develop strategies to make Bradley easier, for instance Gilmore Girls, the last season has come out but I'm going to wait to watch it until I'm down at Bradley, sort of a comfort thing. Also I think that i want to make myself a new blanket to take with as well, a gift to me for being so brave.
what other gifts should I get me??
chocolate probably.
I've run out of randomness, that is all for now.