A Post Is Needed

Spas I sit here and watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for I don't know about the 10,000th time I figure I could just update my blog. Nicholas is content my eating his cereal and watching Mickey. I swear I hear this stupid theme song in my sleep. Or maybe it's Nicholas that runs around yelling "Oh Toodles" who knows.

Well last week, if things really couldn't get any worse, I went to log on to my computer to work on my paper and when it logged on, it went to a default profile because a virus has gotten on my computer and is preventing it from logging into my actual profile. Thank god nothing got deleted and we could pull everything off. I called Best Buy to see how much they would want to fix it. They wanted almost $900 to fix my 5 year old computer. Um... Never going to happen. So I ordered a new computer. I decided to go with a MAC. I hope it's worth all the hype. 

I got the grade back on my first paper. I was not happy with the grade I got, but the teacher assured me that a C on my paper was not a bad thing. It means I did exactly what I was supposed too but didn't go above and beyond what I could have done. We do have a chance to re-write one of the first two essays after we get the grade back on the second paper. I was more confident on the second paper but that always seems to be the case. I hope I get a better grade on this paper than the first one. We have already started our Research paper for the semester. I'm doing mine on how Technology is a leading factor to childhood obesity. I should be about to get 8-12 pages out of that. I need to get my ass in gear and figure out what classes I am going to take next semester. I'm so ready to be done with school it's not even funny. 

Pomona is 8 days away. I am so ready to get away I just wish I had more money saved up. I hate traveling on a budget. It kind of sucks. It will be kind of nice to just go and enjoy being out of town without having to hear people yelling and screaming all the time. I don't have to hear Nicholas screaming because he doesn't get his way. A big plus is that I don't have to watch him at all for a week. Huge plus. 

So this so called fued with my cousin and I has been going on for about a year now. I was asked the other day if I regret anything I said to her? And when I think about it... nope! I do not regret a damn thing I said to her. From afar for the last year I have watched her health deteriorate. She weighs maybe like 100lbs and she still thinks she is fat and she wonders why she has issues with her stomach pains and acid reflux. I know what I said might have been mean the way I said it but it needed to be said. It's been kind of nice not having to hear all the complaining and whining and drama from her. So here is too the rest of hopefully a long time of not talking to her. 

Chris and I are ok I guess. It's better than fighting all the time which seems to come in spurts. 

The Quarterback

So this past Thursday Glee had their tribute to Cory Monteith/Finn Hudson. It was sad. We laughed, we cried, we remembered the good times. I was doing good there for a while. I could watch episodes of Glee and not cry. I could listen to every song and be ok. Ever since last Thursday everytime I see a picture of him I tear up. I look at the picture and all I can think about is how I am waiting for his face to show up on my TV. That he is not dead. I thought I was past this denial stage. How am I so emotionally invested in someone I have never met and never will get the chance to meet. Most people say at because I watched him grow up, fall on love, and start living up to his potential right in front on my eyes on the silver screen. We grew to love Cory from the very first episode of Glee. I wish I could turn back the clocks to July 12 and tell him not to do what he did so that me, his friends, his family, and his fans wouldn't have to go through this pain and heartache everyday. They say it gets easier with time, but time always seems to stand still when you are hurting. I'm sure most people are going to find this post stupid and that I need to move on and get over it. That's just it. I can't seem to do so. It's not like he intentionally meant to take his own life. He wanted to get up the next morning and see Lea's beautiful face, he wanted to return to Glee and keep working and we wanted to see him do it. We've been cheering for him since day one.

I don't know what they can see or read in heaven but, Cory if you are reading this somehow, I just want to let you know that in 5 years you have changes my life. Your voice, your music, your personality is something I wish everyone would strive for. We miss you like hell. We love you! 

It's Been A While

Well damn... I didn't realize that it has been a month since I've updated my blog. Not a whole lot has been going on. Sold the Nissan... Thank god. Um... School is school. Not much to say on that front. 

I am so ready for Pomona.