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Its finally may. Being out of school is so weird. The months dont creep by like they used to. Ive only been out of school but i feel a million miles away from people still in high school. Then again i did while i was still in school.
Im not sure when the last update was so im not sure where i left off. I do know, internet explorer is working my nerves to the braking point.
So we got the house. Its off of 39th and central. Trust me its not as bad as you think. The house was built in 1915, so its ancient. It has close to 2400 square feet, freshly remodeled, were the first people in it since its been remodeled. It has all new paint, floor stain, appliances, the whole ten yards. My bed room has 5 windows! 5! I love windows and i love the light that comes through them, my cousin, who loves dark and gloomy, has one window that faces north, grant, who loves entertaining and lots of space, has the biggest room. There's two stories and a basment. In the basement im gonna put a weight set, ping pong table, and a drum set and probably some half stacks, guitars and stuff. Im going to have cable and internet again finally. I wont have to pay my bills/check my email/talk to friends from net heads.
I just need to figure out what classes im going to take and im going to be registered for fall classes at ivy tech. Pretty pumped about that, not gonna lie.
I just dropped 400 in to my car so it better not start to crap out on me. P.S. Watch out for pot holes, they will jack your stuff up.
I found a church i love. I was actually babtized in it, makes sense huh. Its orchard park presbiterian off of 96 and rangeline or westfield its both but im not sure what it is at the innersection. You should come with me.
Anthony is in law trouble again. We found out he was smoking weed and haveing sex. Lots of sex apparently. Im sure it cant be any worse than me. Ive been trying not to worry about him. Ive come to terms that hes beyond my help when it comes to this and its up to god. Hes got to learn the hard way, same as i learned. So i bought him a guitar and im praying he doesnt have to go to jail. Id appreciate your prayers as well.
Ed isnt doing to well either. I havent been to see him recently but the family tells me he's wheel chair bound and he cant use his left hand. He's trying to figure out if he wants to go through treatment. At best it will only give him a year or two more. Its alot of pain too. Why do my family memebers die so slowly? My grandpa was dieing for a year. I just hope my grandma, god forbid, doesnt die like this, painfully, and slowly. I love her with all my heart, she has made my first year on my own managable. The other day i was really sick so i went over there and she took care of me. Gave me some medicine and english muffins and a shopping list of things that would make me better.
On friday i went to bed at like 4 a.m., saturday rather. I woke up with this really weird dream an hour later. I felt completely refreshed as though i had a full nights sleep. I had had this really weird dream. I didnt try to remeber because i hate doing that cause i never remeber them after i remeber them. If that makes any sense. Then it just clicked and i remebered all of it. I had a dream that me and my ex-girlfriend liz were in this modest but beautiful house in broadripple and we were talking. We were talking about haveing a child because i was dieing. And we agreed to it, then i remeber us holding each other and then i knew she was pregnant. Next we were laying on this futon and it was months later and we had just been arguing. She asked me if this is what i wanted and i said it was, but it wasnt, and we hugged and kissed.
Ive got this nasty habbit of meeting girls and wondering if this is the one. Its kind of a scar i guess you could call it. I always look back and wonder if i would do things differently if i knew it turned out this way. Or i look back on relationships on there peak and i realize i didnt notice it was the peak. So it has left me always looking for significant moments in my life. I havent found one yet.
Liz invited me to a party the day before. I was sitting on her porch while all my friends were smoking weed with her, having an awful time i was just thinking about things. Liz talked about marriage alot. Her and i had alot in common, too much for us to work if you believe that. The dream got me thinking, I know, if i wanted to we probably could make it work. I could be married, and i could probably be happy with it. I started to panic. The panic made me think about how young i am. Marriage is probably the last thing i need now. When i came to this conclusion, the wondering about girls has stopped, that i know of, it hasnt been long.
But ive got to go type a letter for school. Peace fools.
Im not sure when the last update was so im not sure where i left off. I do know, internet explorer is working my nerves to the braking point.
So we got the house. Its off of 39th and central. Trust me its not as bad as you think. The house was built in 1915, so its ancient. It has close to 2400 square feet, freshly remodeled, were the first people in it since its been remodeled. It has all new paint, floor stain, appliances, the whole ten yards. My bed room has 5 windows! 5! I love windows and i love the light that comes through them, my cousin, who loves dark and gloomy, has one window that faces north, grant, who loves entertaining and lots of space, has the biggest room. There's two stories and a basment. In the basement im gonna put a weight set, ping pong table, and a drum set and probably some half stacks, guitars and stuff. Im going to have cable and internet again finally. I wont have to pay my bills/check my email/talk to friends from net heads.
I just need to figure out what classes im going to take and im going to be registered for fall classes at ivy tech. Pretty pumped about that, not gonna lie.
I just dropped 400 in to my car so it better not start to crap out on me. P.S. Watch out for pot holes, they will jack your stuff up.
I found a church i love. I was actually babtized in it, makes sense huh. Its orchard park presbiterian off of 96 and rangeline or westfield its both but im not sure what it is at the innersection. You should come with me.
Anthony is in law trouble again. We found out he was smoking weed and haveing sex. Lots of sex apparently. Im sure it cant be any worse than me. Ive been trying not to worry about him. Ive come to terms that hes beyond my help when it comes to this and its up to god. Hes got to learn the hard way, same as i learned. So i bought him a guitar and im praying he doesnt have to go to jail. Id appreciate your prayers as well.
Ed isnt doing to well either. I havent been to see him recently but the family tells me he's wheel chair bound and he cant use his left hand. He's trying to figure out if he wants to go through treatment. At best it will only give him a year or two more. Its alot of pain too. Why do my family memebers die so slowly? My grandpa was dieing for a year. I just hope my grandma, god forbid, doesnt die like this, painfully, and slowly. I love her with all my heart, she has made my first year on my own managable. The other day i was really sick so i went over there and she took care of me. Gave me some medicine and english muffins and a shopping list of things that would make me better.
On friday i went to bed at like 4 a.m., saturday rather. I woke up with this really weird dream an hour later. I felt completely refreshed as though i had a full nights sleep. I had had this really weird dream. I didnt try to remeber because i hate doing that cause i never remeber them after i remeber them. If that makes any sense. Then it just clicked and i remebered all of it. I had a dream that me and my ex-girlfriend liz were in this modest but beautiful house in broadripple and we were talking. We were talking about haveing a child because i was dieing. And we agreed to it, then i remeber us holding each other and then i knew she was pregnant. Next we were laying on this futon and it was months later and we had just been arguing. She asked me if this is what i wanted and i said it was, but it wasnt, and we hugged and kissed.
Ive got this nasty habbit of meeting girls and wondering if this is the one. Its kind of a scar i guess you could call it. I always look back and wonder if i would do things differently if i knew it turned out this way. Or i look back on relationships on there peak and i realize i didnt notice it was the peak. So it has left me always looking for significant moments in my life. I havent found one yet.
Liz invited me to a party the day before. I was sitting on her porch while all my friends were smoking weed with her, having an awful time i was just thinking about things. Liz talked about marriage alot. Her and i had alot in common, too much for us to work if you believe that. The dream got me thinking, I know, if i wanted to we probably could make it work. I could be married, and i could probably be happy with it. I started to panic. The panic made me think about how young i am. Marriage is probably the last thing i need now. When i came to this conclusion, the wondering about girls has stopped, that i know of, it hasnt been long.
But ive got to go type a letter for school. Peace fools.