Vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong
I am right, I swear I'm right, I swear I knew it all along
That I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well--"Vindicated", Dashboard Confessional
Europe was amazingly awesome. This has been a summer of change and travel for sure! I feel like I'm finally back on the right track in my life, and that is a Very Good Thing. :)
Brooks' mom asked me to bake her a cobbler for a family event they're having tomorrow. She is offering to pay me for it, but I'm totally not having any of that. Still, I am incredibly flattered. :D
Laurie McCright--drama magnet extraordinaire. ::headdesk::
I've been doing internal housekeeping over the summer. The most extreme example of this is finally telling David to not contact me and that I refuse to see him. I still get the occasional text message, but it's been a good move on my part. Unfortunately, he still persists in saying that he loves me blah blah blah. Whatever. I'm sure your boyfriend would loooove to know that. Thing is, I'm not in love with him anymore, so he has no power over me.
The job hunt still continues! But really it's only been a week and I have gotten several positive responses and one interview, but no actual job offers. The Lord will provide. :)
My UNT situation is as sticky as ever. I just resolved to not think about that very much. Brooks spent quite a while hashing out possible plans of action with me, for which I am quite thankful; I feel loads better.
I played the piano today for the first time in a very Long Time. Some time around early 2006 I lost the enjoyment I got from playing. But it was good to play again today. Maybe I'll pick it up again. How, I don't know. I won't be able to take my piano to my house with Tiff. Heck, my parents won't even let me take my BED! (which is very strange. We already have a guest bedroom. You'd think they would want my bed out of my room so they could turn it into something useful).
I also want to get back into the habit of reading frequently, but I fear that will have to wait until after Christmas, when I will be out of school. :-\
Until next time! ;)
We are SO paying you for that cobbler that you're going to all that trouble to make!
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't shock me that your mother wants to keep your bed. I mean, what if your house got hit by a meteor?
-Brooks
::laugh:: What if my house got hit by a meteor, indeed! I think you've read my mother perfectly. She keeps EVERYTHING, claiming that it "might be useful someday". She has things from 1965. She FINALLY went through the family's receipts from the 1980s last week!
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