curious
I was going through my bookmarks, when i notice Livejournal. I haven't been on here in a long time. July of 2008. An entire year I did not frequent this site. Then I was contemplating the DirectTv job. My how things have changed.
Finally, got a job in my field. Granted I have to be there by 6:30 am and it is about an hour away. Good money though, so it is worth it I suppose. Paid off my Visa completely and caught my Mastercard up. Down to $5,521 give or take. Car hasn't been reposed surprisingly enough. And I am back in school. My sister is dating Kelly and started a family.
Of course, the biggest thing that has happen since July 2009, I got a girlfriend. Christa A. Pallerine. I met her through my part time job at the time Bizzarro's Pizzeria. We went for it and it has been wonderful. We have similar mindsets and are both ambitious. We both are attending BCC and plan on transferring to a bigger university shortly.
Recently, we decided to go ahead and get married. We weighed the pros and cons. We couldn't come up with any cons against the idea of it. We had planned to wait for the sake of waiting, but that reason alone wasn't enough. So, on October 9th of 2010, it shall be done. Unless, of course unforseen circumstances happen. Those would only stand to test our conviction, now that I think about it. Tina if you still read this, please comment with your number. I lost it in a phone transition. That brings me to an annoyance that my sister did. I once again apologize to those who did not get to hear of my engagement from me personally. My sister blabbed on facebook and I had to hastily tell everyone through a text.
On a sadder note, in the past 6 months I have attended five funerals. One of Christa's friend's infant, her adoptive mother, her close friend, my grandfather, and a friend of mine. I wish he had received more time on this world, but if his clock was ticking, than maybe it was for the best. All of these funerals remind me of one fundamental reason why murder is wrong (not saying anyone of the above were murdered), it hurts those left behind. Even though my grandfather is among that list, I have skated by without being too affected. I have not been brought to tears (close a few times), but have felt a lingering sadness and can only hope that the rest of those around, especially those closest, have plenty of time left.
I wonder who still reads this.
Finally, got a job in my field. Granted I have to be there by 6:30 am and it is about an hour away. Good money though, so it is worth it I suppose. Paid off my Visa completely and caught my Mastercard up. Down to $5,521 give or take. Car hasn't been reposed surprisingly enough. And I am back in school. My sister is dating Kelly and started a family.
Of course, the biggest thing that has happen since July 2009, I got a girlfriend. Christa A. Pallerine. I met her through my part time job at the time Bizzarro's Pizzeria. We went for it and it has been wonderful. We have similar mindsets and are both ambitious. We both are attending BCC and plan on transferring to a bigger university shortly.
Recently, we decided to go ahead and get married. We weighed the pros and cons. We couldn't come up with any cons against the idea of it. We had planned to wait for the sake of waiting, but that reason alone wasn't enough. So, on October 9th of 2010, it shall be done. Unless, of course unforseen circumstances happen. Those would only stand to test our conviction, now that I think about it. Tina if you still read this, please comment with your number. I lost it in a phone transition. That brings me to an annoyance that my sister did. I once again apologize to those who did not get to hear of my engagement from me personally. My sister blabbed on facebook and I had to hastily tell everyone through a text.
On a sadder note, in the past 6 months I have attended five funerals. One of Christa's friend's infant, her adoptive mother, her close friend, my grandfather, and a friend of mine. I wish he had received more time on this world, but if his clock was ticking, than maybe it was for the best. All of these funerals remind me of one fundamental reason why murder is wrong (not saying anyone of the above were murdered), it hurts those left behind. Even though my grandfather is among that list, I have skated by without being too affected. I have not been brought to tears (close a few times), but have felt a lingering sadness and can only hope that the rest of those around, especially those closest, have plenty of time left.
I wonder who still reads this.