Goodbye Junior Year...

Wow my life moves exponentially…finished the hardest semester ever. I can’t even remember how many papers I wrote in the last 3 weeks…eleven? Twelve? I did homework six days out of the week usually for that last month of school. It was incredibly stressful, I remember fearing for my heart one day because it wouldn’t slow down. Right before finals, my sister broke down in downtown LA so had to go rescue her and pay a homeless man to fix her car. The next day we went to the Ellen show (the day after Kelly was there of course, gosh fkalewaowiajdhjakcbn) and didn’t get in the main audience but got guaranteed tickets for the fall (which is way better actually because Jamie Foxx was there and we had just seen him at Wango Tango). On the way home from Ellen we got hit on by a guy trying to sell us a car cleaner. He asked for my number and I said ‘sorry but you can give me yours!’ haha. He said ‘I know I look ugly righ t now but I get it, I get it’. Yeah, you are, sorry. You are also tryingto sell me something and then hitting on my afterwards. So then that night we get back and I am locked out of my room. We call my roomie to see where she is and she answers the phone in hysterics because she was just in a horrible car accident. I went down there right away, after getting in my room first of course, oh and my phone had died during all of this as well. Her huge suv was up on the median and totaled. The other driver was taken away in an ambulance. It was awful. The next night I had to move stuff into the house and pick furniture up in Long Beach. But before that my sister and I had to get into a huge screaming match of course. Basically, I wanted her to go home and she just kept hanging around. She doesn’t have a job and doesn’t like being at home…I get that. But don’t come bug me for days during my incredibly stressful time. So that was my weekend before finals.

But now I am done, and am praying for B’s in all my classes. Jess came and visited for the last week and I hardly got to see her due to my workload, but we did get to go to Disneyland.

Finally after all of that, I could start moving out of the dorms and into the house Saturday. It took for…ev…er. My mom didn’t get here til 3pm Saturday and I had to be out by 6pm. Ugh. Then my roommate and her ENTIRE stressful family (SIX of them were there) were in my dorm room trying to pack her up so of course that means I am automatically demoted to staying out of the way and not being able to do anything. By the time they leave, I have 2 hours left to pack most of it. Right when my mom arrived I realized my keys fell out of my pocket recently and now I can’t locate them. I retraced my steps and asked at the offices for an entire hour. Thus, if you are doing the math correctly, I have an hour left to get out of the dorm now. But keep in mind my keys are lost which means I am now locked out of my car, which is parked in the fire zone in front of the dorm. My mom tries to break in with a coat hanger, then we just load up her car for awhile, and finally we call AAA and they let me in right away. So I get my spare key which solves that problem I guess. But by this time, check out is closed and I start freaking out that I'm going to get fined. I finally get all my stuff out and just decide to deal with it in the morning, and everything worked out fine.

Moved everything into the Poner house and still haven't completely unpacked. It's awesome here, I love it. I love the people too. Except Mike. Screw him. I need to write another Mike Diaries soon, so don't let me forget.

Wednesday night we had our first official outing as housemates haha. We went LINE DANCING at a bar/club place in Fullerton called In Cahoots. We had no idea what to expect and that was the best part. We dressed up and practiced in the kitchen and then we were off. There were like 12 of us total. It was probably the most fun I've had in so long. Just the sight of our group out on the dance floor, doing everything wrong while everyone else knew all the steps to every stupid line dance hahaha. I can't wait til the next time. I love this summer so far.

I think I'm gonna like it here.

I hope my kids have someone to look up to like Kelly...

Kelly Clarkson doesn't care what you - or the gossip blogs, for that matter - think about her appearance. In fact, Clarkson doesn't even have time to worry about it, as she's too busy making music and touring to even get online.

"I'm rarely on the Internet. I blog every once in a while 'cause my fans will yell at me if I don't," she told MTV News. "I check my e-mail on my phone ... I'm never really on the Internet."

She admits that although she is more offended when people criticize her music, she has caught a glimpse of what people have said about her looks and she admits that it does hurt. "I mean, I'm a person, so obviously it hurts you at some point on some level - but I think I've been this girl since I was on 'Idol.' I'm the same person," she said. "I ain't gonna change. It's apples and oranges. Some people like it, some people don't."

She added that she prefers to read books instead of gossip blogs and says that after seven years in the industry, she isn't ready to change. "I mean, I've never been that girl and I've been in the industry for seven years, so obviously everybody doesn't do it," she said. "I just think it's blown up - I think it's become a world of its own. It's a different thing and the industry is changing."

THIS. is why she is the best singer/role model/celebrity there is.

she should be my best friend. I don't know what's taking her so long.

The Mike Diaries #1

Tonight...9:10pm...

Mike comes over to Poner and bothers me, Hezz, Cait, and Chris Yap...

He asks what we're doing, when we were at the house today and yesterday...He knows our names and what cars we drive. He remembers the times we were at the house and who was with us. He told us tonight that his windows are open until midnight and to just yell 'mike' if we need anything.

I. hate. Mike.

Mike is our neighbor who lives in the log cabin with the totem poles next door. He is mentally challenged somehow, but remembers EVERYTHING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED in the history of the world. He tried to say hi to me yesterday and I said a quick 'hi' and got right in my car as he was walking over to me. Then tonight, he brought up the fact that there was someone here that didn't really say hi to him and that they had a bunch of people with them and he wanted to know who they were. Ya, that was me with my sister and Bry and Laura. Awesome.

Also, he knows when we are moving in for sure. He goes 'now ya'll are gonna move in Wednesday right?'. Forget that.

Mike Rule 1: Don't ever let Mike in the house.
Mike Rule 2: No one is allowed to be alone at Poner at night.
Mike Rule 3: Don't tell him any crucial info.


This is the beginning of the Mike Diaries...

end times are near.

Stayed up til 6am Sunday to finish a unit of lesson plans. Now I get to redo it because it wasn't integrated and had no theme. Oh, I'm sorry, maybe professors should put that somewhere for me to read next time.

This would anger many, but I feel numb because I'm so overwhelmed. At this point I am just not turning in things that are not worth that many points and hoping for a decent grade.

It doesn't help that we are going to a taping of Ellen on Thursday and then my sister will be here afterwards, and then I have to take the CSET!!!!!!!!! tuekwhdnvhgeuaielaekdskaaks.

Oh, and THEN it's finals week. OH and my good friend Jess is visiting for a few days and we have a few plans already. Which I'm excited about, but also freaking out because I don't see how I have free time.

How am I supposed to even THINK about moving out/moving in?

Then my mom calls and says that I lied about what I was doing so I could avoid coming home for Mother's day. Because I thought Mother's day was this coming weekend, instead of last weekend, she thinks I'm a liar because I told her I had my CSET to take, and it turns out I was at a concert instead. newsflash: I WOULDN'T HAVE COME ANYWAY, even if I didn't go to the concert, there were still other things happening. Good to know I'm the lying type. And that it was clearly the 'worst mother's day ever' because of this. I thought I was just following her certificate of independence she sent me. She wanted to discuss my sister yesterday and I told her 'sorry I'm not allowed'.

and I swear, to top it off, I am now listening to my roommate LECTURE me on American Idol and all this crap which she knows nothing about. Rule: don't ever discuss Kelly's history on American Idol when you haven't seen it. Rule 2, you aren't allowed to make comments after hearing 2 seconds of a song and NOT THE WHOLE thing. Also, I'm not listening to you when you NEVER listen to me because your damn headphones are in your ears 95% of the time.

That's it. I'm sorry if I bite you in the next few days. Not that anyone reads this (besides Maddie, who I don't even have time to talk to anymore).

I swear I'm fine. Just get me to Thursday for now. Then I can worry about the CSET.

Ps, got the 2nd interview for campus safety. I interview with 'the chief' on Friday. I hope I am not cranky.

God's grace

This past Thursday I shared my testimony with 3 of my good friends, well actually 4 since one was on speakerphone listening in. I haven't shared my testimony since my mission to mexico trips in high school and even then it was very condensed and simple. I didn't have the guts to talk about real stuff. I shared with my friends a lot of stuff I never get to share, and there is still some I have never shared and possibly never will, but I am amazed by the journey God has led me on. Even as recent as last semester I was very sad and unsure about my life. Now I can only look forward as God has brought so many great things into my life this semester. Friends being number one, certainty being second, and independence being third. I am so blessed to have my friends, who have been there for me for a few years now, and am so blessed to be making new ones too, especially since I had felt so alone here at school sometimes. It's also amazing how you can be friends with so many yet hardly know anything about their past or personal life still.

This weekend was superb.
Friday night consisted of a friend's birthday surprise, lots of pictures, good food and fun games.

Saturday was WANGO TANGO concert day. I have never had so much fun. Everyone was dancing and singing the whole time and Kelly Clarkson was the best I had seen her in awhile (vocally that is). And some of my favorite celebrities were there like Shawn Johnson, and the casts from The Hills and Secret Life of the American Teenager. Seriously, this day was made for me. Minus the trashy girl fight that broke out next to us and ended with black eyes and cussing, and also the weed and beer everywhere, it was one of the best nights ever. I have never come so close to losing my voice, and if you have met me, you know I have a voice that would be hard to lose. I really enjoyed Kelly of course (she did SEVEN songs while everyone else did like five), Lady Gaga(she is super weird though and makes a big deal out of herself), All American Rejects were fun, and my biggest shock was Pitbull. I didn't understand why he was last until I was singing and dancing to every song! Apparently he has like dozens of hits that I never realized were his songs. So much fun.

Today was chill though. Woke up and went to Panera. I could eat their food every day, but they need mac and cheese on the menu. Then went to the dollar store to load up on house supplies. Got so many items that I never thought I would buy. I'm growing up now because I bought hydrogen peroxide, steak knives, bathroom cleaner, vanilla, a strainer, and hand soap. I love the dollar store. They also had mother's day cards which I promptly bought (I'm a horrible daughter).

House things are getting more and more in order. We got a washer/dryer through my boss (see why I'm hesitant to find a new job?), and I have a bed and desk in order. Now it's just hard to figure out how to have time for all the details while school comes to a close.

Now I have so much homework and am blogging and putting up pictures on facebook instead. 2 more weeks of this stress and workload.

I had an intense interview with campus safety to be the office girl and I kinda hope I don't get it now. It just sounds so intense. But knowing my luck, I probably will get it now.

Ps, Allison Iraheta went home on Idol, this is ridic. Who's next, Shawn from DWTS? Geeze.

I'll blog more this summer. Promise.

I have the most work I've ever had due this week and then finals. But I can't concentrate because I am so excited about life.

-I turned 21 on April 20th. It was good, went out to dinner with friends, no big party or anything. I'm officially an adult, my mother even sent me a laminated certificate stating that fact and some other things, but I'm not going to be debbie downer and talk about that right now.
-We also officially got the house on my birthday as well. Yesssss. We went shopping for some house stuff yesterday and I can't WAIT to decorate. We already have a trampoline for the backyard.
-I have an interview with campus safety to be the office manager, this Thursday. I hope it goes well so I can have 2 jobs this summer for a little extra income.
-My roommate left moldy macaroni out, even though I told her she should throw it away since that is my biggest allergy. Well she didn't, so I slept in the room with it unknowingly, and woke up to my current miserable state. I'm on day 2 now of cold like symptoms and am not happy with her. She also said last week she would do the trash finally, but a week later it was still there. 3 more weeks...that's all I'm saying. Love that girl, but can't handle her lifestyle anymore.

I can't even finish this post because all I'm thinking about is moving into the house. Popsicles for breakfast, tanning, trampoline, water balloon fights, cooking, decorating, watching So You Think You Can Dance, and The Bachelorette of course.

Back to homework...you wish you were me.