R and R

Song: One Year Of Love - Queen
Lyrics: Just one year of love is better than a lifetime alone. One sentimental moment in your arms is like a shooting star right through my heart. It's always a rainy day without you. I'm a prisoner of love inside you. I'm falling apart all around you. My heart cries out to your heart, I'm lonely but you can save me. My hand reaches for to your hand; I'm cold but you light the fire in me. My lips search for your lips; I'm hungry for your touch. There's so much left unspoken. And all I can do is surrender, to the moment just surrender.

With that said, Sunday was the one year anniversary of the day I met the boy. We didn't do anything, I gave him a card and he chuckled at my need to do so.

So that whole plan of not doing anything for weeks after graduation? Yea, that didn't quite turn out the way I wanted. All of a sudden everybody needed something from me and since I had free time, I was glad to lend a hand.
Then on Sunday everything that I had been neglecting started to catch up on me. I woke up with a case of pink eye, caused by the fact that my contacts were WAY too old. So on Monday I went to the eye doc who gave me some drops to get rid of the bacteria infected eye. Tuesday morning I woke up and my sinuses were completely blocked. As to whether this blockage was caused by allergies or a cold, I have no idea, but I spent two days unable to breathe through my nose. Thursday morning I woke up and my nose was decently clear, but my left ear was blocked. Friday I woke up and sat in bed feeling quite rotten. I had lost my voice, a result of my sinuses draining over my vocal chords; happens every time the seasons change, both my ears were now blocked and the left ear was hurting quite badly. Somehow I got myself to work (I woke up too late to call off) where everybody said to me, "why are you here?" to which I replied with nothing much, because my voice was gone. Two hours after going to work, I went home. After changing I decided to go to the doctor. The doc took one look in my ear and went "Wow"... not a good sign. She then asked if I minded letting some of her students look at my awful infected ear. - Sure, why not? So I got sent off with a prescription for an antibiotic for the ear. You take these lovely red pills for five days. Two the first day and one every day after. The lovely card package these little pills came in told me that less than 1% of the people who take these meds have the side effects which include "stomach cramps, nausea, and diarrhea". Being a person who does not take meds often, they tend to affect me a lot. I will leave you with the fact that I have two of the three side effects and let you have fun imagining which two they are.
So what day am I on now? Oh yeah, Saturday passed by uneventfully as did Sunday. Sunday night the boy and I left for his parent's cabin in the mountains where we had dinner with them. This morning the boy dragged me out of bed at 8 ish and made me eat homemade pancakes that his mother made. After breakfast the boy and I snuggled back in bed, where I fell asleep again. Don't know when they boy got up, but around 11 he came back and woke me up with the lure of a ride on the Harley. Who could resist? We went for a ride and we stopped to go go-carting. When we got back to the cabin, I once again laid down and promptly fell asleep. Somewhere around 5 he woke me up and we got ready to come home. On the way home we stopped at an outlet shopping mall, where I bought myself some really good sunglasses for riding the motorcycle. (They will also come in handy when we go four wheeling - keeping the wind out of my eyes) When we got back on the road, I realized that I had spent most of the first entire day the boy and I had together in weeks, sleeping. I felt bad about it, even though he didn't really mind. But, like his mother said, "what do you expect after being sick for a week?"

Maybe next week I can actually relax?

Star Wars Horoscope for Libra

You are on a lifelong pursuit of justice and determined to succeed. You convey the art of persuasion through force. You always display your supreme intelligence. You have a great talent in obtaining balance between yourself and your surroundings. Star wars character you are most like: Obi Wan Kenobie

What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?

crashing in the dirt

Ow... I hurt. We went four wheeling again yesterday, but this time I drove a four wheeler by myself. I used the boys and he used a friends dirt bike. Within fifteen minutes I had crashed, banging my chin on the handlebars and hitting my left index finger on something. It is even a little painful to type this. LOL. But I had a great time. Muscles I didn't even know I had are sore and for some odd reason the fingers on my right hand won't stop twitching. Who knows. But like I said, I had a lot of fun. The only other problem is that somewhere along the line I got a case of pink eye. So I have to wear my glasses everywhere now. I haven't worn my glasses in public in about... oh... ten years.

Ah well. Must get going, have some errands to run. And hopefully my stiff body with loosen up with some activity.

Rise, Lord Vader

I just got back from the midnight showing of Star Wars Ep3 Revenge of the Sith. And it was everything I wanted. It totally made up for Ep2. The end had me at the edge of my seat. But enough for now. I need some sleep. I have to take my brother to the dentist tomorrow so he can have his wisdom teeth pulled. This should be interesting.

What a great day I had on Tuesday. The ladies at the library threw me a graduation party. And big surprise, most of the gifts were books. The best gift by far was a first edition copy of Brian Froud's book "Faeries", signed by Brian Froud himself. Anyone who knows me knows how much I love Brian Froud's work, and how much I love this book. It was an amazing gift.

Oh yea, this was me.


Quiet Girl


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Sweet Revenge

Song: St. Anger - Metallica
Quote: "If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine." - Star Wars

So, after the boy's little joke, I decided to play one of my own. As a favor, he'd asked me to take his truck and pick up some scrap metal for him. He was at work, and was unable to do it himself. I said no problem. On the way back to his house, I had a brilliant idea. As soon as I got the truck safely back to his house I two wayed him (Nextel phone walkie talkie feature).
I said "don't be mad, I'm so sorry, I'll pay for it. When I tried to park your truck, I misjudged where my jeep was and scratched the truck."
Boys response: "scratched it where?"
Me, sounding like I had started to cry: "I put a huge scratch all along the side. I'm sorry."
Boy: "Just don't move it, leave it where it is until I get home."
Me: "Ok, I'm so sorry"

I let him stew for about five minutes and then two wayed him again and said "Boy?"... "Gotcha"

When he responded I could hear his brother laughing hysterically in the background. I think I got him pretty good.

In other "revenge" news, I've got my tickets for the Wednesday midnight showing of STAR WARS. I will be going with a friend from work because no one else wanted to go. The boy would go except he needs to be up for work the next day and since he isn't a Star Wars freak like me, he doesn't see the need to loose sleep over the event.

small little joke

Song: The Ballad of Lucy Jordon - Marianne Faithful
Quote: There is someone in this land who has my heart, and where he goes, I go. Even if it is beyond the edge of the world as you know it. - Brian Froud, Lady Cottington's Fairy Album

It was a tiny little joke and that was all it was intended as, was a tiny little play on words. But it scared the hell out of me.

The boy called me tonight at work:

Boy: "I'm moving to Florida."
Me: "Yea right."
Boy: "I'm moving to Florida, my Uncle has a job down there for me."
Me: (finds a place to sit down) "You're lying."
Boy: "No, I'm not. My Uncle will pay $1,400 a week."
Me: (Getting a little upset) "You're pulling my chain right?"
Boy: "No"
Me: (almost crying) "Your joking right?"
Boy: "Of course I joking. But I could move, the job is real."
Me: (crying with relief) "You suck!"
Boy: "Why?"
Me: "You joke about leaving me, and you expect me not to be upset?"
Boy: "Who said you wouldn't come with me?"

A thousand and one thoughts ran through my head at that first sentence and I believe my heart fell into my toes, or at least into my stomach. I don't think he thought I would get so upset, because he wouldn't have done it then. I don't want anyone to think that he was intentionally trying to be cruel; I think he was trying to be funny and it failed miserably.
There are things that he and I have discussed about plans for the future and I think he thought those plans would be more than enough for me to realize he was pulling my chain. Or maybe it never occurred to him that I would think he was leaving without me. Because it's not like we haven't talked about how my career choices could lead to Florida, and how he has family down there, but I think my gut reaction was fear and fear of his choice of the word I.
Immediately following this, I was actually very shocked at how frightened I got at the thought of loosing him. I have a million thoughts running through my mind right now and they are all jumbled up. I think I will go to sleep now. And look forward to beating the crap out of the boy for this one tomorrow.

Say what?

Your Linguistic Profile:

45% General American English

25% Yankee

20% Dixie

10% Upper Midwestern

0% Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

Of course there were no questions that told me how much of my language was Penn. Dutch. Say der wunce.

SCHOOLS OUT

Song: School's out - Alice Cooper
Lyrics: No more pencils, no more books...

Weeeeeee Hooooooo! I'm done, I'm done. I finished on Thursday and just found out today that I got all A's and am graduating with a 3.83 GPA. I've been avoiding the computer, cuz I think I'm a little computer burned out. It's time to go outside and enjoy this beutiful weather we've been having. Hopefully tonight the boy and I will put the soft top on my jeep.

Time to go enjoy the sunshine.

Two More Days!

Song: 99 Red Balloons
Quote:
"I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure seeker, or a gunfighter Mr. O'Connell, but I am proud of what I am."
"And what is that?"
"I am a librarian!"
-The Mummy


I couldn't take it anymore... I had to blog. I have two more days and still a ton of work to get done but I felt the need to do something that had nothing to do with school work at this computer. Starting Friday I'm not going to do anything productive for at least a week. There is a stack of movies I want to watch, a stack of books I want to read and a ton of sleep I want to catch up on. That and my room needs to be cleaned... badly. I'm thinking of going with a scorched earth policy this time, but we'll see.

I've discovered a great author. Her name is Caitlin R. Kiernan. I don't know how to describe her writing, but it's sort of Stephen King-y, but without a lot of scary. More like his strange mental trip books. I don't know if this is coming out right, but they are definitely good. There is also the new Mercedes Lackey that is just begging to be read and a few James Rollins books too. It's also time for me too re-visit my friends at the Inn of the Last Home. In other words bring out my copy of Dragons of Autumn Twilight that has been read so many times it's falling apart.

I just got my soft top for my jeep, and by "just" I mean getting it after having to send it back twice and finally getting the right thing. The first time they sent me the wrong one and the second time it arrived damaged in the UPS box. I also got my tank top that reads "Jeep girls like it topless and dirty" and my two decals for my jeep that read "If you can read this roll me over" and "Jeep girl inside".
Ah well, guess I should get to that pesky homework of mine.

Two more days 'till freedom