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Like most people, I completely forgot about livejournal. The last time I wrote in here was roughly a year and a half ago. So much has changed and yet, nothing has really changed at all. Even though I've lived on my own for going on three years now, I still feel like I'm sixteen years old.
As of right now, I am..
- 20 years old
- Living in my own apartment in Fullerton
No roommates! Hooray! I have a lot of help from my parents though, obviously. My parents are still sort of insane, but I'm grateful.
- Dating Andrew
Okay, seriously, I am literally ALWAYS DATING SOMEONE. Borderline pathetic? I don't know. My standards keep raising though, so I suppose that's good... We've been together almost 7 months. It's really awesome! He also goes to CSUF and plans to go to law school after.
- Still at CSUF
I'm set to graduate in a year and a half. I plan to work on receiving a multi-subject teaching credential after my undergrad studies. So, I'm currently on the path to becoming an elementary school teacher.
- Working at a movie theatre
BS job, but at least it's a job. It's not demanding at all, but a lot of my coworkers drive me insaaaane. It's probably me, though. I met Andrew through here, though! But yeah, I'm becoming more and more antisocial. Whatever. I have an interview for the Children's Center on campus, though! *crosses fingers*
So, one of my friends, Daniel, got me this...DNA kit thingy for Christmas! Really cool! I spit in a vial for five minutes, mailed it in, and in about a month, it will tell me my background and such. I am SO EXCITED!!! I'm a sperm bank baby, so I have no idea what my family history is. =) I can't waaaiiiitttt, blaaarrrrgggg.
2 days ago, my theatre had an ANNUAL EMPLOYEE BROOMBALL GAME. It's like hockey minus the skates. I am not surprised at all that this happened, but..... somehow, Andrew ended up totally pegging me in the nose with a stick. My nose might be broken (I won't be able to tell until after the swelling goes down), and my face is hilariously swollen. There was an INSANE amount of blood on the ice. Andrew feels SO BAD, but he's been doing a great job of taking care of me. It'll make a good story eventually, but right now I'm in a lot of pain. Hooray!
Edit from a few years later: Not an accident, definitely did it on purpose, stopped taking care of me instantly after this entry and went back to ignoring me. Womp.
As of right now, I am..
- 20 years old
- Living in my own apartment in Fullerton
No roommates! Hooray! I have a lot of help from my parents though, obviously. My parents are still sort of insane, but I'm grateful.
- Dating Andrew
Okay, seriously, I am literally ALWAYS DATING SOMEONE. Borderline pathetic? I don't know. My standards keep raising though, so I suppose that's good... We've been together almost 7 months. It's really awesome! He also goes to CSUF and plans to go to law school after.
- Still at CSUF
I'm set to graduate in a year and a half. I plan to work on receiving a multi-subject teaching credential after my undergrad studies. So, I'm currently on the path to becoming an elementary school teacher.
- Working at a movie theatre
BS job, but at least it's a job. It's not demanding at all, but a lot of my coworkers drive me insaaaane. It's probably me, though. I met Andrew through here, though! But yeah, I'm becoming more and more antisocial. Whatever. I have an interview for the Children's Center on campus, though! *crosses fingers*
So, one of my friends, Daniel, got me this...DNA kit thingy for Christmas! Really cool! I spit in a vial for five minutes, mailed it in, and in about a month, it will tell me my background and such. I am SO EXCITED!!! I'm a sperm bank baby, so I have no idea what my family history is. =) I can't waaaiiiitttt, blaaarrrrgggg.
2 days ago, my theatre had an ANNUAL EMPLOYEE BROOMBALL GAME. It's like hockey minus the skates. I am not surprised at all that this happened, but..... somehow, Andrew ended up totally pegging me in the nose with a stick. My nose might be broken (I won't be able to tell until after the swelling goes down), and my face is hilariously swollen. There was an INSANE amount of blood on the ice. Andrew feels SO BAD, but he's been doing a great job of taking care of me. It'll make a good story eventually, but right now I'm in a lot of pain. Hooray!
Edit from a few years later: Not an accident, definitely did it on purpose, stopped taking care of me instantly after this entry and went back to ignoring me. Womp.