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.

Never mind.

Housing problem solved today. Weird how that works out huh?

God is so good.

Looks like I'll be in a house with some of my new favorite people.

'woooooooooooooooooooo' can describe my feelings right about now.

Did I mention we are going to live there starting in the summer too?

HWADJKSADSAKIWEUAIOWEUIOA.

Dang it.

I'm super good at keeping up with this blogging thing huh? Yeah, thought so.

It's that time folks. Housing time. In a couple weeks, all of us Biola students will be freaking out about where we are going to live and more importantly, who we are going to live with next year. We will be standing in lines, getting weird ticket and lotto numbers, just trying to get a decent room. It keeps me awake at night, even though I kinda have a semi-plan. It's the 'what ifs' that get me. Oh well.

What's new with me, you may ask? Let's see...still on track to graduate Spring 2010, so I'm finishing up junior year. I can't believe it, but time flies I guess. I'm still working at the insurance agency, it's been great except Monday I got yelled at and literally wanted to kill myself. I hate getting yelled at. I'm just not the kind of person that can take it, so if you ever want to emotionally destroy me, then yell at me.

Okay, what else.

I am applying for a few summer jobs here at Biola. Even if I have to pay for housing, I will never go back to Visalia. End of discussion. There is no way in hell I will ever spend more than a week there again. Just this past weekend I got yelled at and had to 'do my part to help' around the house (which I would be fine with if I wasn't VISITING for two days and don't even live there anymore. my room is literally covered with layers of dust, I haven't lived in it since high school). Keep in mind I hadn't been home since January 3rd either, so you would think that my family would be excited to see me for the first time in 2 and a half months, rather then yell at me and tell me what chores need to be done. Whatever, my sister is living at home now, so I'm sure that's enough for my mom to handle since they get along better anyway. So I hope some door opens for me this summer. If I do find a place to stay (that doesn't bankrupt me) then I can easily keep my insurance job. My ultimate goal though is to get a part time Biola job with free summer housing on campus and then also keep my shifts at the insurance office, so I would be working full time with both jobs.

Let's end this post with the most important stuff: My girl Kelly Clarkson is dominating right now. Her new single broke the record (which she previously held back in 2002) by going 97-1 on the Billboard charts. Then her album debuted at number one and it is still number one as we speak. She is doing so great, so suck on that Carrie Underwood.

Peace out.

Blessings.

Life is so good lately, I keep pinching myself.

That last post was me being an idiot, and now it's kind of funny for me to read because I can see where I was at that point and how quickly things changed. However, in my defense, I really did not see how I was going to find anyone to live with for next year. People kept telling me that 'it would all work out' and that I would 'find someone'. I didn't listen because all I could see was that I wasn't making friends and everyone would have someone else to room with. I have a hard time putting my trust in God in times like those, because I'm stubborn. I should've known He had it all worked out.

Point is, I made friends and it's been like a dream come true. I'm like a kid in Disneyland all the time now and I feel like it's not real. That sounds stupid, but that's how badly I had been wanting to make friends for a long time. I was so sick of telling non-school people that I didn't really have that many friends. It's not like I had NONE, because I have a few great ones. Ones that I would never trade for anyone else. However, one of the best ones left school, and the other few were making a lot more friends...and I just wasn't...for almost a year and a half. And it was getting old to me. So it became crucial when one of my really good friends that was left here at school, decided to study abroad this semester. I knew this would be the time for me to make friends. I kind of had to now because the few friends I had went to even fewer.

So I did it. I made some friends and I feel like I'm on top of the world because it's something I had been wanting so badly. And apparently, I am not very used to getting what I want. Which is kind of true when I think about it. I actually have been refusing to believe it at times because things like this don't happen to me. I am so used to having my hopes up for everything and then things not working out that that has become my way of doing. God gave me this one and I am forever indebted. I will not mess it up.

I haven't been this happy in a long time.

School on the other hand, can suck it. It's getting super hard because I'm getting super close to being done. Dumb. This is probably why I'm blogging at 1:30 in the morning instead.

Goodnight.