Fun facts:
1. I get to meet with my WGS advisor next week about the completion of a project for my WGS capstone course. That'll be fun to see her again, especially since her and I got on so well last year. :/
2. The amount of reading that I have to do tomorrow is so monumental, I am afraid to even open my books.
3. Next Thursday, I'm fairly sure that I'm going to visit my ex-boyfriend after I get out of work. That'll prove to be an interesting night.
4. On Saturday, I will be seeing my half-sister and my niece for the first time in...almost 10 years, I believe. This is going to be so wild, but I am so excited to see a huge part of my life that has been gone for so long.
5. Sindre, you're amazing. Thank you for bringing so much happiness into my life. The time when I can see you again couldn't come soon enough.
6. Jeremy, I could never tell you this to your face because you'd tell me to 'quit with the emotions,' but I want to let you know that you mean the world to me. Even though you are an ocean away, I hope you know that I am always there for you, whatever the case may be. Easy, staaaa.
7. Now that it is 3:30 a.m., I must go to bed so I may wake up tomorrow, drag myself out of bed, and sit in front of a desk for approximately 12 hours so I can crank out homework for four separate classes. DELIGHTFUL.
Night, all. Take care of yourselves.
We're Livejournal friends now!
Haha, this is so I can maybe guarantee myself a comment on this bad boy. :]
On the second night we were at Nick's cabin, Nick's brother and a few of his friends came up to stay with us. Everyone basically hung out downstairs, drinking and playing cards and listening to music, but for most of the night, I hung out in the room that Jeremy and I were staying in together. Him and I had gotten into a bit of an argument at dinner earlier and I just didn't want to deal with him at the moment. He had an eye for what buttons of mine to push when he wanted to really annoy me and tonight, he had done a banner job of really just irritating me. It wasn't anything malicious, but it was enough to frustrate me. As soon as we got back to Nick's cabin, I went upstairs, closed the door to the room and got on my computer. I managed to find an Internet signal and immediately started talking with Jenn, who started asking how the vacation was going as soon as she saw that I was available to talk.
"So, how's everything with the boys going?"
"Terribly. Jeremy's acting like an asshole, the boys are drinking, and I'm bored. This is not how I imagined my spring break."
"Aw. Well, it'll get better. You leave tomorrow, so just be strong! Plus, maybe something will happen with you and Jeremy...;)"
"I highly doubt it with the way he's acting, but...eh. Whateev. Staying strong sounds like a solid plan."
We talked for a bit more and out of nowhere, I got an urge to head downstairs and check out what was going on with everyone. Just as I turned off my computer and started to get off of the bed to head to the living room, I could hear someone walking upstairs. A second later, Jeremy poked his head in, asking if I was ready to go to bed. I asked if he was implying that we were going to bed together and sharing his bed. He said "Well, it's what I was hoping, if you don't mind." I, of course, didn't, so I let him know that we could go to bed whenever he wanted. Whenever he wanted was right then.
He hopped into bed, I went to the bathroom, and I stood there just looking at myself in the mirror. A huge part of me was excited and another part of me was nervous, to be completely honest. Only a few months ago, Jeremy and I had met and become friends. Now we were sharing a bed on a regular basis (I had stayed the night at his place at school before this), acting as though we were some couple (any time spent together was spent cuddling, holding hands, etc), even though we officially weren't. Trying to keep a light mind about the situation, I decided to enjoy the moment for what it was as opposed to overthinking it. I left the bathroom, turned off the light as I walked into the bedroom, and hopped into bed with Jeremy.
In a move that surprised me, Jeremy asked if we could talk about everything that had been going on between us. I agreed and for a few hours, we chatted. We talked about the year, we talked about him leaving in a month and a half, we talked about the confusion that both of us had felt concerning our relationship...we covered a lot. Every once in awhile, I'd start to cry and he'd say something to cheer me up; he always knew exactly what to say. It was odd, though. We sat in the dark and the entire time we talked, we couldn't physically see each other...yet it was the first time since I had met him that I felt he was really opening up and letting me see him for how he felt about so many things.
We tried to fall asleep shortly after our talk, which I can still remember as such a nice moment. Our bedroom was blazing hot (the heating pipes were along the walls - perfect), so Jeremy asked if I minded him taking his shirt off to sleep. I didn't care, so he sat up, took off his shirt, threw it on the bed I had slept on the first night, and laid back down. At this point, I was facing away from him, not wanting to assume that we'd be cuddling or anything like that. As if on cue, I hear "Come here, love." I turned over so my head was on his chest and I felt an arm wrap around me. He kissed me on the head, told me to sleep well, and dozed off almost immediately. I remember lying there for about 20 minutes with my head on his chest, just wondering how I became so lucky to be with someone I cared about so much. That night of sleep was the best I can remember having in some time.
The next morning, we woke up at about 1 p.m., almost two hours later than everyone else. We woke up, started to pack our things, and decided that we would ride home in my car while Phil and Nick rode back together. On the way home, we held hands and talked about the previous night, both saying that we really enjoyed each other's company and that we were both really happy to have one another in our lives. I got back to my apartment late that night and as soon as I walked in, I told Olivia and Sophie about what had happened, absolutely on cloud nine about the entire vacation.
Only a few weeks later, things between Jeremy and I started to get strange. We realized that our attraction to one another was, simply enough, destroying our friendship. To be fair, a lot of it was my fault. I was easily jealous if he hung out with other girls, constantly suspicious of what was going on. I had no right to act like I did. We had no real commitment to one another, outside of our voicing how we had felt. We had a talk one day and realized that whatever we were doing had to stop. We had to go back to being friends and only that. He let me know that his friendship with me was a priority and he didn't want to go back to England without me in his life. He told me that I had become a best friend to him while he was at school, something that meant the world to me to hear.
I think about this year and I get really emotional. I met a lot of people who stand out to me, but more than anyone, Jeremy had an absolute impact on my life. The beginning of our friendship, to be fair, was odd. We gravitated towards one another almost immediately, then had a bit of trouble spending time together and being comfortable with one another because of some things going on in his personal life. After all of that, though, we worked things out and became best friends very quickly. Later in the year, an attraction to one another seemed like the best thing ever...but looking back on it now, I hate that our attraction to one another affected our friendship like it did. Him and I aren't the same as we used to be. It is harder to be friends when you're across an ocean from one another, of course, but I have trouble every single day dealing with the fact that I can't just walk over to his apartment and see him. He can't come over every morning and eat breakfast. We don't talk online like we used to. We can't really call one another because of how expensive it is. I miss just being in touch with him and having him there in front of me to see and to hear and to...experience, I suppose. The fact that I feel as though he feels awkward speaking to me sometimes doesn't help matters, either.
I don't know what the point of this post was. I think I just miss the past eight or nine months so incredibly much that I would do anything to have the time back. I miss being with friends who I considered family. I miss having a group of people around me that was always there for me, no matter what. I think I always expected to have these people around me and now that they're gone, it's taking me a lot of time to adjust. Everyone was gone by mid-May, yet it's mid-July and I am still here talking about it, upset about it...having a hard time dealing with it all. I will never forget taking people back to the airport, hugging them and crying while we promised each other that we'd talk soon. We have talked and we've kept in touch, but it's not the same...and I really wish that it was.
That's about all. If you read this far, thanks. It's late and it might not have made much sense, but I really do appreciate you giving it a try and sticking with me. Hopefully, the next time I write won't be as melancholy. Sleep well, all. Night.
Happy birthday, Jeremy. :]
Lovelovelovelovelove and misssss you, hub.
The past week has been a good one. A really good one, actually.
For a few weeks after everyone left, I was upset. Depressed, actually, that everyone had left for home and...well, left me behind. It sounds really dramatic, but it felt like I had been abandoned after spending so much time with everyone, then having to say goodbye so quickly. This week has allowed me to put a lot into perspective, though, and I have Jeremy to thank for that, which isn't that surprising to me. He reminded me that it's absolutely going to be different now than it was a few months ago, but that we all expected that when we met each other at the beginning of the year. He reminded me that I have to remember to take care of myself and not be so consumed with thinking about what everyone else is doing. He then just reminded me that just because we're all apart from each other doesn't change the fact that we're all friends, which (as corny as it sounds) is exactly what I needed to hear. I felt like I had been forgotten and...well, it was nice to know that I hadn't been. God, I'm ridiculous. Anyway, it's unbelievable how well Jeremy has come to know me in the past year, but his knowledge of my...ridiculous tendencies really helped to straighten me out. :] I feel much better after talking with him for a bit, that's for sure. Also, I've talked with Phil, Sophie, and Olivia in the past few days and it makes me so happy to know that I'll be seeing all of them in a matter of two months or so.
I grow more and more nervous to fly to England and Norway every single day. I'm especially nervous to go to Norway, simply because the idea of seeing Sindre again is....startling. We just met last year and now I'm flying to his country to visit him. The relationship that him and I share is certainly unorthodox, but I wouldn't change it for anything in the world. He's such a lovely person and I'm reminded of that every time I talk to him. I truly am grateful for the friendship that I have forged with him. The fact that I have extremely strong feelings for him is a bit...well, tough to deal with at times, but that'll sort itself out, I suppose.
I thought I had a lot more to write about, but right now, I just really want to fall asleep. Sleep now...write more later. Byee.
you came like a thief in the night and stole my heart.
I still can't believe that it's been almost four years since he was killed. Using that word terrifies me, but it's the truth. It's what happened. Mark was one of my best friends for such a long time and very suddenly, he was removed from my life at the hands of another human being.
As time has gone on, I've found it easier to talk about certain things in terms of Mark, my friendship with him, and the importance that our relationship had in my life. I've also found it easier to talk about the actual accident and the instance in which I found out Mark had been taken from all of us. For a long time after his death, though, I was very closed off, very upset, and very angry with so much about my life. Talking about everything, though, and having the chance to write and express how I feel at any certain time has acted as a form of therapy in the midst of complete sadness and anger.
My friendship with him is one I will always treasure. I know that I have talked a lot on this journal about the ways in which my friends from this year have really affected my life, but Mark was one individual who helped make me into the person I am today. No matter who comes into my life, I will always consider Mark one of my truest and best friends. If he were here today, I would thank him for so many things. I would let him know how much I appreciated his friendship. More than anything, though, I'd thank him for bringing so much light and love and happiness into my life and into the lives of others.
Words will never express how much Mark meant and still means to me. I feel so thankful to have met him and to have forged such a friendship with him. I'm sad that at such a young age, he was taken from all of us, but I can be grateful for the lessons that his friendship and ultimately, his passing taught me and so many others.
Happy late birthday, Mark. I love you and miss you so much.
GAH.
I can't tell you how frustrated I am so far with this summer.
For the past few summers, I've had consistent work. This summer, however, has not provided me with the same opportunity. The restaurant I normally work at has not been giving me the hours I'd like [read: any hours] and the job market in CC/Brooklyn/Jackson isn't the greatest, so I've been spending most of my days riding the couch and watching television. Suffice to say, it's getting really old really quickly. This year, I became so accustomed to being busy. I had at least two classes a day, worked four days a week, was almost always out at 29E or with other friends and now, I just feel completely worthless. It's taking a toll on me in all aspects and I hate it. I am listless and bored and...ugh. I cannot wait until Girls' State; I will be so busy, I won't know what to do with myself!
The Norwegians transferred money into my account and Megan and I should be able to book our flights to Europe within the week. I still cannot believe that this is all happening! For so long, I have talked about traveling to Europe, especially Norway, and it's always felt so far away, simply because money is never too abundant within my life. However, I have been blessed with four individuals in my life who want to help me find a way to get over to Europe and see everything that I've always wanted to see. Honestly, I'm so blessed and the generosity of Sindre, Ingvild, Morten, and Merethe does not fail to amaze me every single day. I am absolutely lucky.
Olivia sent me about nine or 10 videos from this past semester yesterday; these videos just chronicled certain events like my birthday, our Chicago trip, and random times hanging out with everyone. Watching the videos made me so happy, but also ridiculously sad. Seeing the boys dressed up for my birthday dinner or all of us on the way to Chicago, even just a video of Jeremy freaking out about a soccer game and us all laughing at him, had me laughing so hard, but just...had me wanting so badly for those times to return. I know it'll never happen, but I can't stop thinking about how much I'd like this year back. I think I'm just having such a hard time letting go because I finally found a group of people that I just loved spending time with at school and of course, they all had to be from Europe! Haha, ahhhh, well. I talked with Chelsea about everything the other night and in talking with her, realized one of the big reasons I miss everyone so much; I miss taking care of them! It sounds silly, but there were times this year that I felt as though the 'family' we had created was real. That family dynamic and my title of 'mother' really came to life at points and I just had such a good time with it. I loved it when we'd all have dinner together as a group and Jeremy and I would end up cooking pasta for everyone. I loved it when I was able to give someone a ride to the grocery store or when Olivia and I would make trips to Meijer and pick things up for people. I didn't mind helping out when someone needed a little extra cash and I could lend him or her a few dollars. It sounds strange that I miss making dinner or giving money or things of that nature, but...I really grew to care about everyone in a short amount of time and doing those things at those certain points of time didn't seem like a burden at all. I loved becoming close to everyone and I loved the ways in which a more...maternal [maybe?] side of me came to light as the months passed. It just...hm. In all honesty, it felt really nice to feel needed. I miss that feeling and I really, really want it back.
I really enjoy having this journal. Writing has always been really important to me and I feel as though, especially with the events of this year and the course of the summer so far, that it's going to be paramount for me to write on a regular basis. So, if you're reading, expect entries on a regular basis. :]
I'm out of here. Have a lovely day; more to come later!
I just figured out how to edit my journal theme on here. Now that it looks all cool and...subway-y [yeah, I'll stick with that], I'll probably be writing in here more often.
In other news, I'm considering deleting my Xanga. I have about five years of memories on there, but it's become a bit too public for my liking. That sounds stupid considering it's an online journal and anyone with access to the Interwebz can read it, but I think I might call it a day.
More later. Time to navigate my way 'round Facebook and whatnot. Make the rounds and all that; I'm sure you understand. :]
I'm choosing to write about this in this journal because...well, frankly, not a lot of people know about this journal. What I want to write about is not something I really want everyone to read about, simply because it makes me feel so conflicted and so frustrated with myself.
In February, Jeremy and I had a 'talk' about our relationship, mainly concerning the fact that I liked him, he acted like he liked me, and he did not want to lead me on and hurt me, as he felt he was doing. After discussing that we'd never date or get together, I felt a lot better. The air had been cleared, I knew where Jeremy and I stood with one another, and I would be able to just enjoy my time with my friend before he left at the end of the semester.
The next week rolled around, though, and I found myself up at 4 in the morning watching 'Alan Partridge' with Jeremy at 29E. When I got ready to go back to my apartment after the last episode, Jeremy said 'Don't go. Just sleep here for the night.' And as I got ready to fall asleep on the couch, Jeremy said 'Don't sleep down here. Go to my room.' I went upstairs, thinking I'd be sleeping alone...yet to my surprise, Jeremy came upstairs directly after me and crawled into bed. That night was one of the best memories I have from this year. Nothing really happened, but...it was just such a nice night. I remember him pulling my arm around him while sleeping and holding my hand. I remember him kissing my head halfway through the night, then asking me if I was comfortable enough. Every little thing he did was...well, magic, if we want to get all Sting-like and The Police on the situation. :]
Honestly, though, it was a perfect night. And when we woke up [him, after a pretty solid night of sleep and me, after an hour or so throughout the entire night], he made it the perfect morning by letting me know that he did have feelings for me and that he did want to pursue something with me. He said he thought about our conversation from the last week and said he felt stupid for not wanting to pursue something with someone who he obviously cared about a lot. To hear that meant so much. Honestly, it still does. I will never forget him saying that and how it made me felt. I will never forget him looking at the clock, saying that it was 11:30 in the morning, asking me if I had to go to my internship, and me lying and saying no, simply because I could not bear the thought of leaving him at that moment. I will never forget getting up to leave and him pulling me back, only to say 'Stay in bed with me, Caitlin. Just a bit longer, yeah?' So perfect...and so hard to let go of.
Everything about that night, that morning, and the month or so that followed will be with me for quite some time, something that I never thought I would say about a guy, considering how strongly I've felt about Sindre for the past few years.Yet Jeremy stuck with me this year, both by my side literally and in my mind figuratively. He left almost two weeks ago and I still find myself thinking of him almost every single day, wondering how he's doing and how London is treating him since he arrived back. He has affected me in ways that I really don't want to admit. I hate that he came into my life so suddenly, affected it so greatly, and left it just as swiftly. I honestly think I fell in love with him this year...and I think that I need to fall out of love with him just as quickly, if at all possible. I can't be consumed by the thought of him anymore. I need to move on and realize that he is in my life as a friend, and a wonderful one at that. That's all he can be in my life, though.
I hope to see him when I visit London at the end of the summer. I can't wait to hug him and hear his voice and laugh with him...but in thinking of the hello, I also have to think of the goodbye, something that I can't fathom doing again so soon. Ugh. I hate how sappy this entry is and I apologize to anyone who felt like reading it, then possibly fell asleep halfway through. I've just been...not myself as of late, and I think I'm beginning to figure out why.
Take care, all. More later.
I woke up this morning and, for some reason, felt extremely sad about the exchange students being gone.
This is the first time I've ever really noticed that they're not here and...hm. It sucks, to be quite honest with you. I miss drinking tea and eating Nutella with Sophie. I miss talking like a Serbian with Olivia. I miss hugging Phil 40 times a day. I miss watching 'Alan Partridge' with Jeremy while eating Pop-Tarts. The little things that became part of a routine for me are no longer there and it truly, truly sucks.
Ugh. Hopefully, the rest of the summer isn't like this. Right now, I am in a rut that I wish I could just get the fuck out of...hopefully, this will pass soon.
On a positive note, planning for the Eurotrip is going well. I applied for my passport yesterday, which was oddly thrilling for me. Now that that's out of the way, I at least know that if I wanted to go to Canada in the near future, I could do so without fail. :] In terms of booking flights for the trip, Megan and I are hoping to do so by next Saturday at the latest. If we plan this well and things go according to plan, we'll be flying to London on July 27th, staying in England from the 28th-31st, flying to Oslo on the 31st, and staying in Norway from then until August 16th or 17th. The entire trip is overwhelming, though, and I find myself becoming extremely frustrated with just the slightest mix-up or obstacle in planning. I'm trying to take things one at a time and not stress myself out too quickly; I need to remember that this is a vacation. I will treat it as such. I promise.
Oh, speaking of taking things one at a time, I bought a passport cover and a travel journal last night at Border's. Granted, those purchases don't really help out with my actually getting to Europe, but they will be part of me looking awesome and taking care of business once I arrive.
Girls' State in a little less than a month. I can't wait to get back to MSU [can't believe I'm saying that] and see some old buds. It'll be an interesting time, though, without Sara and Ashley there. Ah...I'm really going to miss them. Not much more to say about this; it's going to be a fun and interesting week.
I'm out for right now. More later. Love.
I met up with Ricardo and Jeremy at Metro yesterday. Ricardo literally dropped Jeremy off, leaving him and I to have a few hours alone before he flew out. I love Ricardo, but I can't express how happy I was to see him head out as early as he did.
The time with Jeremy was absolutely perfect. I could not have asked for a better goodbye. I cried a bit while we were hugging, but he calmed me down and...that was that. I drove away honestly knowing that I would be talking with him within the next few days and seeing him within the next six months.
I saw Kat yesterday after being at the airport. LOVE her. I'm so glad her and I had a chance to hang out and I am hoping that it'll happen more frequently as the summer progresses.
After all of the drama and sadness surrounding Jeremy's departure yesterday, I received a phone call at about 10 p.m. last night. Jeremy's flight in Detroit was majorly delayed, causing him to miss his connection in Newark. They put him up in a hotel for the night and he called me to let me know that he was all right and still in the country...from a king-sized bed. Lovely. I can't lie, though; it meant a lot that he called me and let me know how things were going.
Girls' State in 36 days. I'm extremely excited to go back.
I have way too many online journals. This is something I've realized after seeing my Xanga, Blogger, and Livejournal accounts are send me emails in one day. I need to start consolidating my emotions and witticisms into one MEGA-JOURNAL. That'll come at a later date, though. Right now, I'm much too lazy to do anything like that.
Tomorrow, I'm headed to Florida for a five day vacation with friends from school. I'm extremely excited, but...eh. I don't know. I feel like I'm just procrastinating on things that I actually need to do this summer, like work and earn money. I'm just taking random trips and whatever else. Eh. Fuck it. I'm 21. I need to have some fun. This past year was solely comprised of me crying/stressing out/writing because of the stress/feeling like a crazy person, so maybe this little trek down to Florida will be a welcom reminder of what 'stress-free' feels like.
I talked with Ariana for the first time in over a month last night. Considering the situation between her and I and what I found out concerning her and a friend of mine, it wasn't as awkward to talk with her as I had expected, I feel as though she might have felt a bit uncomfortable, though; she let me know that she had attempted to Skype me various times in the past month, but got nervous before she actually tried to call me. It sounds odd to say, but...she told me that and part of me was happy that she had said it. I'm really glad that how she acted and what she did and how much she upset me telling me about everything affected her, and not just me, in some way. Talking last night was nice, though, and when I really think about it, I really do enjoy having Ariana as a friend. Her and I just met in August or September and now in May, I see her as a woman that I can have intelligent, thought-provoking conversations with, which is something I really appreciate in our friendship compared to relationships that I might have with other individuals. It's just...she is one more person who has added to the absolute insanity of this past year and despite the situation between her and I, I don't want to sacrifice a relationship with someone whose company I really enjoy.
I'm realizing that if I'm not talking about Sindre or Jeremy or any other guy that's frustrating me, I don't have a lot to talk about! Haha, that is pretty terrible. I suppose it's a positive that nothing is really going wrong with any of the...men in my life. God, that's an awkward statement. I just remembered as I am writing that Jeremy will be at Griff's apartment in a few days while he stays in Phoenix. I am extremely excited to talk with my brother on the phone over the weekend, then be able to say "Hey Griff, put me on the phone with Jeremy." That is...so fuckin' balla to me. In terms of Sindre, he is still deciding whether or not he wants to go to Arizona State or Portland State next fall. Either one will be amazing and I am just really excited to have Sindre so much closer to me, no matter where he ends up going. I've been thinking about it, though, and it's going to be strange if I end up in Europe next year for an internship; Sindre will be here and I'll be abroad and we will have officially switched places. How neato. :]
Time to head out for now. I'm going to start packing for tomorrow's trip. Love you all...especially you, Jaime V., considering the fact I'm pretty sure you're the only one who's reading this!
Me 'keeping up' with this journal doesn't seem to be going so well. Kickin'!
The school year has come to a close and now I find myself living out of 29E with Olivia, Jeremy, and Nick. I leave to go home tomorrow and it'll be the last time I see Jeremy for two weeks. Him and I will meet up again in Detroit on the 14th so I can give him some luggage and stuff, but after that...it's all over.
Just a few months ago, I was concerned that he wasn't coming back to Michigan. He came back and honestly...his being here this year has completely changed my life. I have made one of the greatest friends, was...sort of with him...?...for awhile, and now we're just back to being a stupid 'married couple,' if that whole thing is even going anymore. God. What a strange, strange year it's been. I wouldn't change it for anything.
I don't have a clue where I will be or what I will be doing in a year, but I am so excited for what's to come.
I've been up [for the most part] since about 9:30 yesterday morning. Griff had to be at the airport this morning by 5 a.m. or so, so Kelsey and I decided to stay up and go to Detroit with my mom to drop him off. It's always really hard to say goodbye to him after he's been home for so long. I'm hoping that he'll be able to come home more often in the next few months and maybe visit me up at school; I think it'd be a lot of fun for him to come to Allendale, see the apartment, and meet everyone that I've been talking about for so long. I want Kelsey to visit, too - fuck, let's get the whole gang up there and we'll just rock out. That'd be awesome.
I am moving back to school tomorrow and the more I have thought about it in the past few days, the more excited I've become. I Skyped with Olivia, Sophie, and Simon on New Year's Eve and it was so, so great to hear their voices and see them on webcam; I forgot how much I loved their little accents and just dancing with them [sounds odd, but we had a dance party via webcam] and...yeah. I'm jazzed to see them. I talked with Phil and he told me that he can't wait to give me a hug when I get back over the weekend. Jeremy and I have been talking about every other day or so and...well, if he comes back, my saying that I'll be happy will be the understatement of the year. It would be incredible to see him and have an opportunity to spend the next four months with him. As good of friends as him and I have become in the past few months, I'm excited to become closer to him and to learn more about him. I want to learn more about all of my new friends, as corny as that sounds. I feel so close to them and I've only known them since August; I can't imagine how I am going to feel by the end of the school year in April.
Oh, speaking of muh exchange student pals...Sophie thinks I'm in love with Jeremy. So...there's that.
Time for lunch. I'll write more later.
Stas.
In.
Two.
Days.
2008 In Review
Where
At my house with my sister. We were going to go out to a party at her friend's house, but the weather was ridiculous, so we stayed in. Not too shabby.
What was your statu
I was single. You know...playin' the field and gettin' freaky. Only not.
Were you in schoo
Yes, from January until April and August until December.
Did you have to go to the hospi
Not for any sickness that I had, but I had to take Jeremy's roommate to the hospital, which was neato. Sitting in the waiting room for three hours was a blast!
Did you have any encou
Nope. Fire up!
Where
Arizona in July. Hot as balls, son...hot as balls.
What did you purch
Christmas gifts, plane tickets, books for school...things like that.
Did you know anybo
Tyler! Ah, what a fun wedding. Also, Justin got married in August, which was so much fun.
Did you know anybo
No, thank God.
Did you move anywh
Just back home for the summer, then back to school in August.
What sport
Oh man. GVSU sporting events, Tigers baseball games, Michigan football games, and ridiculous amounts of soccer games for the boys.
What conce
Hm...I'm not sure if I went to any. Wait! High School Musical on ICE, son!
Descr
I worked at FFC from 3-7, then had dinner with Wes and Megan, then enjoyed a little party with muh friends at my apartment. It was a lot of fun, actually.
What is the one thing
Hm...hittin' it in a car. That's up there. haha
What have been your favor
So many moments, I can't begin to narrow them down. Way up there would have to be the Norwegians' visit in June, though. That was, as corny as this sounds, an absolute dream come true.
Any new addit
Nope.
What was your best month
June, absolutely. Girls' State, Tyler's wedding, Sindre's visit - it was so many weeks of just awesomeness.
Who has been your best drink
I don't drink, but it's been fun to hang out with the 29E crew while they drink. I enjoy it muchly.
Made new frien
Yes, absolutely. Ingvild, Merethe, Morten, my girls from GS, everyone at GVSU - it was a great year for new relationships.
Favor
Um...my big night out at the strip club with some friends at GVSU was neato. The going-away dinner for the boys a few weeks ago was really great. The Tigers game with the Norwegians was so, so much fun. And nights out in Arizona with my brother and sister were fantastic.
Other
Work or, if I'm at school, 29E.
Have you lost any frien
Ah, yeah. I would normally be upset, but I've learned that things change, people change - it's not anything to get too upset over.
Chang
Um, not really. Still rockin' the ridiculous layered, crazy bangs look that I've had for a few years now. It's working pretty well for me, so I'm going to hold onto it for as long as possible
Have any car accid
My sister and I got into a bit of a crash earlier in the year. I would normally be super upset, but we crashed while listening to the HSM soundtrack, so that was funny as hell to us.
How old did you turn this year?
20.
Do you have a New Years
Just being a little more responsible in terms of academics, my finances, and my health. The past few months, I've let some things get really out of hand and I need to pull back the reins and prioritize a bit better.
Do anyth
Ah, not really. I did things that other people would probably find embarrassing, but for me, it wasn't really that humiliating. I don't have that much pride, as one can easily tell you. haha
Did you get sick this year?
Nope, thank God.
Are you happy
Ah, sort of. It'll be nice to move on and make some changes next year, but I've had some really great times in this past year...so it's bittersweet.
Been naugh
Nice...for the most part. Oh! Suspenseful. :]
I deleted my other Livejournal awhile ago and now I'm back on here. We'll see how long this lasts...
but it might not be too long, considering I already have journals on what seems like fifty other websites.
Er balla dine store? Ja.
Syndicate
Profile
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
c8linnoelle- c8linnoelle