Well, folks, for those of you not in the know, Erin is a great buddy of mine that I met on aol some years ago. I think I'll continue this continuation of a log of my life with starting to talk about her. If you want to read the previous journals which I've had online, you could read them at:
Well then, going into a meaningful tangent, I don't consider this journal a complete end-all be-all documentation of my life. At the moment I'm 20 years old and living in an apartment with some old friends from high school. There is a lot going on in my life, and I'll like chronicle it some time, but for now I'll spare you folks (...just for now, though, hee ;) ). I think this could be considered "chapter 3" of sorts in a memoir of what's happened in my life, ever since June or so of last year...whenever I made that deadjournal account. So anyways, if you want my entire background, read the first entry of my deadjournal journal...journal. ...sure. But a quick update on what's happening in my life, from what was said in my blurty journal, I'm still living in Valparaiso with Ryan and Fallon. Things are a bit lighter around the apartment than they used to be. They've opened up more, and for that I'm thankful. It's sort of sad that I'll be leaving them in September, but it's for the best, I suppose. I need to go back to my parents' place so I can live rent-free and save up to pay for my own college education, as well as pay my dad back for the last semester of college, which I like completely bombed...ugh. Why did things have to get so complicated? You're acting like somebody else and getting me frustrated. Doo-dee-doo-dee-dooooo~! Bahahahaha, I make not sense!! ...well...yeah, I'm done with that now. Seriously, that song has been playing in my head for some time now, and it's like been the theme song for my life since last September when I first moved out and everything (everything!) went upside-down. And it's still playing too, ha. A few weeks ago it was my grandma's birthday and her, Dad, Mom, and I were at a quaint Mexican restaurant when Dad casually mentioned that he was going to see if would be able to retire come July 1st, and when and if he did, he and Mom then planned to move to Nevada.
So where does that leave me? Well...before I get into that, I'll just say that now he's told me this "deadline" he has is August 22nd, and basically it's a matter of choice to him right now. He could retire if he'd like, but if he did, he might not be as well off as he would like. So he's thinking to just work another five years. "There's an 80% chance I'll just work another five years, and the 20% is where I just say [forget it] and retire." But...again, let me ask this: where does this put me? I planned to move back in with my parents in September, but if they end up moving to Nevada, that puts me at this complicated crossroads: would I move with my parents whom I love and live with them rent-free, able to save up money to pay for my college education...in Nevada...more than half-way across the United States from Indiana...away from everything, everyone, and, uh...everything I'd ever known -- or I could stay here in Indiana, where I'd still be with that which is dear to my heart, but either living in another apartment, maybe the same one, or living with the Price's (I'll tell you folks about these cool folks later ;) ), or living with my grandma, but that would mean, aside from living with Grandma, that I would still need to pay bills, and that would be draining my bank account, which wouldn't allow me to, well, mass a sizeable amount of cash to pay for college...but also I would be missing my parents, some of the only folks who've been there and supported me and just about never let me down my entire life, whom I love, love, so, so deeply.
But y'know, I'm not worried. Not a bit. Most people would be spazzing out (kyaaaahhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrgggggg ghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyways...what was I talking about? Oh yeah, God is going to guide me through these times, I'm sure of it. He has never let me down. Ever. Now does He ever let anybody down (and if you think asking Him for a pony and not getting it is "being let down", then you need to realize exactly who He is. He isn't a vending machine!!). So I'm confident. Calm. On the ball. Up at 4:23. Wait...darn. What was I saying? Oh yeah, I was going to further go into detail of my friend, Erin. She's a welf. And she's cool (hiiiii!!). I met her on aol back when I first got my computer. She and I became great friends because of mutual interests, as well as general Christian love. We began to unfortunately slowly lose touch because of shyness that I never worked out then, and then completely lost contact with her...seeing that...my hard drive became corrupted, and all contact information that I had of her was lost...on my hard drive...that was corrupted...and made me frown. :( But now thank God I got to meet her again during a very small window of opportunity. And anyways, she's the one who got me fixed up with the cool livejournal anyways. Thanks Erin!! Whee! She's my only friend on livejournal at the moment. She's "Welfy". And she is welfish. Quite welfish. She's actually the epitome of welfishness, so you should read her journal too in order to learn the ways of welfism. Oh yeah, her family is going through some non-descript tough times, so if you could, could you please pray for them? Anyways, read her journal, and you can be welfy as well! Yay for welfyismness!! I don't get to talk to her a lot, unfortunately, but I'm hoping to change that. As well as a lot of my online friends. Now if Wendy's didn't take so much of my time....
Anyways, I'm typing a lot and I think I'll stop myself. For now. Expect many thoughts and ideas from me to be inscribed in this journal, and please check it on a regular basis. Anyways, I think I shall conclude for the night. Man! I was in the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and my teeth need serious brushing! Plaque is bad! Well...'nite, folks! Sleep well if it's that time to...do...that. And if not, have a nice day. Actually...have a nice day either way. Before you go crash and after you wake up, you have a nice day! Okay? Otherwise, um...baby kittens will cry. Seriously. They'll cry. They'll be sad. Do you really want that on your conscience?! Okay, I'm finished with that now. I'll stop writing before I write...any...m--um, I'm confusing myself now. Eh heh...so, how's this journal starting? Comments are always welcome. You. Person reading. Comment now. Comment...on all entries if you have something to say...anything semi-intelligent, really...and give me your thoughts, okay? It would be much appreciated. Well see you folks later, thank you for reading, and God bless! =)