a story I forgot to add to last post but it is way funny
so.... back in January I did this whole fake relationship on facebook as a joke and before the guy, Greg, accepted my relationship request, but it showed that i was in a relationship both Joe and my mom thought it was with Keester.
Joe said on my facebook, "if this is for real, tell him it is about effing time! If not, you guys have too much time on your hands"
I was so lost, knowing Keester and Joe are close, I ask Keester about it. He said, "I am on the phone with him now..." He explained Joe thought it was us. I was a wee lost.
Then my mom calls and asks about it. She did not believe me and had to ask Joanie if Keester and I liked each other. At this point Joanie could honestly say no.
Keester is the one on the right, but left of me
We can be a wee odd
My last year at WNCC
So.... I looked through my blog and found little about my life these past two semesters. Thus, I am going to write a long post about them now:
Fall Semester 2008:
Being sickWell, first off I got sick about two three weeks into the semester and never got better. Seriously, it sucked! The doctors did all sorts of tests, put me on pills, took enough of my blood to fill a small dog, and found out nothing. Other than I had an infection in my stomach... no kidding, thanks, that's why it hurt for months on end, good to know...
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Road tripSo, even though I was sick I ended up going on a road trip to TX.
See, Joanie, Keester, and I were planning on driving down to TX. We would meet Dom, ditch Joanie, and Keester and I would see some people I knew at TM and then go to Longview where he went to school and hang out with the Joe and Luke, other people at their college, and Andy (whom lived not far from them). At least that was the plan before I got super sick. Then I almost did not go at all. Joanie still wanting very much to see her boyfriend, just bought a plane ticket not wanting to drive down with some guy she had never met before (Keester) alone. Thus creating a hard choice for me later.
I decided I was well enough to go after Joanie flew out, but was unsure of riding down alone with Keester. I talked to my parents for advice on if I should ride down alone with a guy all the way to TX. My dad called my pastor and talked to his wife seeing how Keester once lived with them. Then after getting a background check on Keester, my dad said he felt fine with it.
So, I drove down with him. Figuring, my dad felt fine with it, and neither of us liked each other other than as friends, what could go wrong (unbeknownst to me, he did like me then and was very afraid I would not go on the trip with him but
really wanted me to).
The trip was great! But not in ways I had hoped or expected. Honestly, looking back, it was perfect simply because it was not what I wanted. (I love how God works)
-So many little things seemed to go wrong and Keester never got mad at me like I expected.
-I got to meet a bunch of new people and just jump in and hang out and feel like one of the group.
-Though I was sick, and that held me back some, I still had a great time.
-Honestly, confession, How laid back Keester was the whole trip was really good for me and I enjoyed hanging out with him a lot (we were getting to be very good friends at this point and even more over the fall).
-it was also good to see my old friends that lived there too.
Random giftSo, Keester was gone for Halloween, to visit a friend of our's, Jenn. While he is gone I get several texts (which we texted each other, that is normal). Anyway, one he sent was to tell me he got me something and it would make me smile (or laugh). I was like, what the heck?! Why did he get me something and what could it be? I was so lost...
He brought me back this thing that you turn and look for your symptoms to see what disease you might have. It is called: A Hypochondriac's key to worst-case scenarios. It was pretty funny.
Just plain sad... So, funny story. I worked at this coffee shop in town right. Also needed to understand this story, last summer I would often join Joe, Luke, and Keester for lunch on their lunch breaks. Jenn joined too at times. Keester was sad when I quit feeling it would be awkward just eating lunch with him alone once Joe and Luke left for TX (but then I went to TX alone with him... go figure).
After we had gone to TX, Keester came in to where I work and ask me what I was doing for lunch later. I seriously had something and could not join him. He asked me about lunch several times that week, each time I really did have something and could not join. Though after the TX trip i thought about joining him for lunch again, seeing how I went to TX with him alone, but would get shy last minute and not do it. That's all I figured he was asking -- me to join him for lunch as a friend again. I was wrong. He was trying to ask me out and I just did not get it. oops... poor guy.
>>>>>Those are all the highlights from last fall I shall share<<<<<
Christmas breakFamilyWas not too crazy. Joanie was not with us which was odd. She was with Dom's family. Anissa joined us at our grandparent's. I was really glad she did. It was good hanging out with her. We had not had Christmas at the grandparent's for a long time. So that was nice.
My parent's had met Keester while setting up to futon I bought in my room. So, my mom asked if he was in NE for Christmas. he was at his parent's. I found it odd she asked. Turns out her and dad liked him when they met him and wanted us together.
JoanieSo, my little sister Joanie moved in and now lives with me at the grandparent's. We had not lived in the same place for over three years. It has been good.
KeesterConfession, I started fighting liking Keester near the end of break. I did not want to like anyone or maybe ever again, and would not let myself like him or really admit I was starting to like him. However, I was flirting with him and feeling like whore for doing so.
Plague I started to really get better over Christmas break. Though was still pretty tried and easy to get sick because I was still weak.
Spring Semester/Last semester 2009Number of classes and workI had 16 credit hours and a job. I have already blogged that this was bad and will never do it again. Enough said.
StressSeveral times I was afraid I would not graduate and this one nazi teacher would fail me out of his class preventing me from graduating. Somehow I shockingly pulled off a B in his class. I am still not sure how that happened; but I am sure as heck not complaining about it!
I graduated!! yay!!!
KeesterSo, my whole plan of not liking Keester did not go so well.
He told me Tuesday January 27th that he liked me. I panicked. I cried. I told him I did not like him back.
Bible study was interesting that night.
So, I spent the week panicking. I was certain if I liked him back our friendship would end and he would hate me forever. I kept telling myself I was not dumb enough to like him and that I liked him as a friend too much to lose him.
I did not tell anyone until Thursday, then I talked to Joanie about it. She had been telling me I had two options in life: Keester or Poblo, so she was happy.
Friday, I decided I did like him. It was already so obvious Martha asked me if we liked each other.
I was still super afraid to tell him though. Dom told me I better. So, Sunday, I worked up the nerve and told him (Feb 1st). Just before we went off to the supper bowl party at the upper room. What a crazy day!
He reassured me he was happy and that I did not have to be afraid to tell him I liked him back.
So, from there we have gotten closer and been figuring things out. It has been crazy in a million different ways... but really good too. :)
Not so funny story
Recently, my car's front breaks started making these nasty scraping sounds. I talk to a few people, they say get new break pads. I drive to my parent's (with Keester) because it would save money to have my dad do it (even with paying for the gas round trip). We get into the job, and find out the break squealy tabs have broken off on the right side (the tab that makes noise when it is about time to change your break pads because they about to die and you about to have no breaks). Dad says "Man! good thing you came. soon it would have been scraping your break router and you would have had not breaks!" they were that bad.
Then we get to working on the right side, bad news, that break pad was gone and part of my router too, it had been scraped away. In other words, that scraping sound i heard was metal on metal. not good. luckily, we were able to find a new router for about $30. Thus making it so Keester and i could get back to NE and he could go to work as planned today.
So, moral of the story: the last owner of this car was dumb about cars. Turns out, the little squealy tabs were broken off by him, before I got the car! That means, he should have changed the breaks, but did not. Good thing I did not have to stop in a hurry before my dad fixed my car because it would not have happened.
Seeing how previous owner no good with cars, we checked the back breaks while we were at it. They are good.
sad, sad blog
i just looked, and i have hardly posted this year... i blame several things.
I shall start the list now:
-for one thing, this semester was crazy hard school wise. I started with 16 credit hours and a job. i am never going to do that again. granted, one credit hour ended in March, that still left me with 15 and a job... never again. I have decided that that is not ideal for the dyslexic.
-the second thing i blame is this guy called Keester (not real name, but hey). Turns out we both like each other and are moving towards dating. That kind of sucks time away pretty fast I am finding out :)
There you have it, why i have hardly blogged at all this year.
some more quotes
We have an invitation to spend the day with the God of the universe and the Savior of the world! -Marie Hipple
Christianity without action is nothing more than a philosophy - Jeff Reetz
The idea that we need to show our lives in such a way to please others or gain their approval/acceptance, only produces more layers on our hearts -- layers that need to be shed to truly know Jesus’ love
-Callie Hermann
Holding a grudge is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die - Sam
Love is the oxygen of our souls - Papa Luche
