It's not going to get any easier any time I say it- I've learned that now. So without further ado, here is is: My Pie-Pie passed away yesterday.
It happened in the wee hours of the morning, after a terrifying trip to the hospital. He had some pain in between his shoulder blades. JK, it wasn't pain....it was a massive heart attack. Possibly one of a few that he had earlier, the afternoon before. He was air lifted to a bigger facility that specialized in hearts; maybe a 5-7 minute flight. They had to touch down at the hospital between the two- He was gone. The last thing I heard him say was "I love you all", as he was being rolled to the helicopter. Our whole family was there, because heart attacks aren't to be taken lightly- especially on a 78 year old man. He wasn't the type to cry wolf- He battled cancer 3 different times, and came out as healthy as a horse. He wasn't sick. Something had to be wrong, and I know exactly what it was.
The lovely United States Government.
My grandmother passed away in October (I don't know if I posted about that or not...it was expected. She was really sick) and ever since then, my grandfather has been struggling financially. They wouldn't give him any of her Social Security, wouldn't give him food stamps (we actually bought him food so he wouldn't go hungry), wouldn't give him any loans, and just basically said fuck you. Well, his check from retirement isn't enough on it's own to pay for his house, car, utilities, and food. I know, I know, that's the way the world works- you never have enough money. I get that. I go through that right now at 19. But why can kids that graduated with me get food stamps, and my grandfather can't? Why can 90% of our town get taken care of, but my family can't? We're not rich. You know our professions, you know they don't pay too much. We are working-class. We have enough to have what we need, and on holidays some of the things that we want....but my "minority" friends go to college for free, have more food than their whole block can eat, and have a house built by the government.
Newsflash: It's WRONG to deprive citizens that actually work for the little bit they have.
My grandfather was a member of the US Military, was a part time Police Officer and volunteer firefighter, and spent many years working for the US Railroad. I think those are really respectable jobs and deserve to be put ahead of the drug dealer that has 12 kids by different "baby-daddies" and uses their monthly welfare check for Polo clothing.
I already didn't respect the government. I didn't care what happened when it came to them. I have been determined since I was nine to leave this country, and I fully intend to do so. Now, it's personal. Keep your welfare, keep your president, keep your stupid war in the middle east; I'm done with all of it. If all of that is worth letting my grandfather stress himself over money into a massive heart attack, I don't want to be a part of it.
One Nation, Under God, Indivisible, With Liberty, and Justice for SOME.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Monday, June 4, 2012
We'll Always Have Summer....
Summer sucks.
No, really. It does.
I made the decision to go to Cosmetology school rather than continue my education at Western next year. There is too much temptation to screw up when I'm there, no matter how productive my intentions are at the beginning of each semester. I think I rushed into the whole college thing, you know. I blindly went into college on the idea that everyone that graduates high school must immediately begin higher education. I was wrong, on many counts. At nineteen years old, I know what I want to do with my life about as much as I did when I was still in my mother's womb. "The Plan", which I know all of you out there understand- that plan your parents make for you, or force you to make for yourself that details your career path at like age 13- is never going to work. I feel like if I continue it, I will be miserable in my career and I cannot handle that.
Cosmetology school is a year in length, which means I will be 20 when I graduate. I can still go back to school once I get my license, and it won't be a big deal. I highly doubt that my return will be at Western though. I was thinking a theatre program somewhere. Maybe musical theatre. I've decided that no matter where I choose to go, I will do something that I genuinely like doing, and worry about what gets me an excessive cash flow later.
Guys, money really isn't everything. I think I actually lived more when I was eating Ramen noodles and not going to the mall every five seconds than I did when I had money. Being a broke college kid forced me to go to parks and enjoy nature, or sit at home and rediscover exactly why the books on the top shelf were my favorites. I found more peace of mind in a conversation with my friends than a new pair of shoes could ever give me.
Speaking of books- I made a summer reading list, which is laughable at best. 50 titles in length, I knew I would finish it sometime mid June. Not happening. I should probably just burn the list. My intention was to start reading more, and I have... I just haven't been sticking to the list at all. For every one book on the list, I read 4 more off of it. In a week's time, I have devoured somewhere around 14 titles, 4 of which have been from the original list. On the bright side, I am enjoying all of the new plot lines.
I leave for a business trip in 3 weeks to Cincinatti. Yes, you guessed it- Brittany and I are back to the old Monday-Friday job we had this time last year. I am lost without her this week, though. She is on a cruis in Mexico, probably consuming more tequila than I could ever imagine. I know she's having a blast.
My goal for next summer....or sometime in the next year... is to go to England for a week. Any ideas on something affordable? I think the trip will end this restlessness I've been feeling my entire life. Europe just seems like the place to be.
No, really. It does.
I made the decision to go to Cosmetology school rather than continue my education at Western next year. There is too much temptation to screw up when I'm there, no matter how productive my intentions are at the beginning of each semester. I think I rushed into the whole college thing, you know. I blindly went into college on the idea that everyone that graduates high school must immediately begin higher education. I was wrong, on many counts. At nineteen years old, I know what I want to do with my life about as much as I did when I was still in my mother's womb. "The Plan", which I know all of you out there understand- that plan your parents make for you, or force you to make for yourself that details your career path at like age 13- is never going to work. I feel like if I continue it, I will be miserable in my career and I cannot handle that.
Cosmetology school is a year in length, which means I will be 20 when I graduate. I can still go back to school once I get my license, and it won't be a big deal. I highly doubt that my return will be at Western though. I was thinking a theatre program somewhere. Maybe musical theatre. I've decided that no matter where I choose to go, I will do something that I genuinely like doing, and worry about what gets me an excessive cash flow later.
Guys, money really isn't everything. I think I actually lived more when I was eating Ramen noodles and not going to the mall every five seconds than I did when I had money. Being a broke college kid forced me to go to parks and enjoy nature, or sit at home and rediscover exactly why the books on the top shelf were my favorites. I found more peace of mind in a conversation with my friends than a new pair of shoes could ever give me.
Speaking of books- I made a summer reading list, which is laughable at best. 50 titles in length, I knew I would finish it sometime mid June. Not happening. I should probably just burn the list. My intention was to start reading more, and I have... I just haven't been sticking to the list at all. For every one book on the list, I read 4 more off of it. In a week's time, I have devoured somewhere around 14 titles, 4 of which have been from the original list. On the bright side, I am enjoying all of the new plot lines.
I leave for a business trip in 3 weeks to Cincinatti. Yes, you guessed it- Brittany and I are back to the old Monday-Friday job we had this time last year. I am lost without her this week, though. She is on a cruis in Mexico, probably consuming more tequila than I could ever imagine. I know she's having a blast.
My goal for next summer....or sometime in the next year... is to go to England for a week. Any ideas on something affordable? I think the trip will end this restlessness I've been feeling my entire life. Europe just seems like the place to be.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
It's always drama-filled in Bowling Green.....
I have not blogged since October.
You all have missed nothing of importance, besides me almost flunking out of college for consuming too much alcohol and spending too much time in the frat houses.
Christmas break brought on a month and a half of working with Brittany again, which was needed since my money ran out sometime in November. My money ran out again sometime in February. Thank God for tax returns and scholarship checks, or I would never be able to survive here.
Valentines day was spent drunk, complaining about my lack-of-valentine with the boys.
Spring break was a blur, but I think it was good. I didn't go anywhere.
Sunday was my 19th birthday. I went home on Thursday rather than Friday, because I have found myself missing home more and more. I'm not sure if this is because I am ready for summer, or because I genuinely miss my little hell hole.
When I went home for the weekend, I was reunited with one of my best friends, Jacob. We haven't seen each other in almost a year, so the ghost hunting trip we went on was full of "Remember that time when..."s and "Oh, you do that now?"s.
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SUMMER OF 2012 PROLOGUE
rewind: you need a background story so you know why the summer of 2012 is in all caps.
JANUARY OF 2009: I accidentally met this blindingly attractive british fellow named Alexander.
JULY OF 2009: I began dating Alexander, but he moved to another state. we continued the relationship for several months, broke up, got back together, broke up again, and then continued to contact each other.
MARCH OF 2012: Alexander returns.
UNRELATED TIMEFRAME: I always wanted a do-over so I could fix everything that went wrong the summer of 2009, because it would save my relationship.
EPIPHANY: the summer of 2012= the summer of 2009.....without the mistakes.
NOW.
SUMMER OF 2012 PLANS
*Camping
*a week in Illinois with my new room mate/ best friend Courtney
*Florida with Brittany
*ample amount of time spent with Lauren (my very best friend. she has seen literally everything), her cha-boy Tyler, and Alexander..... and Jacob and Dustin!
This will not fail.
You all have missed nothing of importance, besides me almost flunking out of college for consuming too much alcohol and spending too much time in the frat houses.
Christmas break brought on a month and a half of working with Brittany again, which was needed since my money ran out sometime in November. My money ran out again sometime in February. Thank God for tax returns and scholarship checks, or I would never be able to survive here.
Valentines day was spent drunk, complaining about my lack-of-valentine with the boys.
Spring break was a blur, but I think it was good. I didn't go anywhere.
Sunday was my 19th birthday. I went home on Thursday rather than Friday, because I have found myself missing home more and more. I'm not sure if this is because I am ready for summer, or because I genuinely miss my little hell hole.
When I went home for the weekend, I was reunited with one of my best friends, Jacob. We haven't seen each other in almost a year, so the ghost hunting trip we went on was full of "Remember that time when..."s and "Oh, you do that now?"s.
****************************************************
SUMMER OF 2012 PROLOGUE
rewind: you need a background story so you know why the summer of 2012 is in all caps.
JANUARY OF 2009: I accidentally met this blindingly attractive british fellow named Alexander.
JULY OF 2009: I began dating Alexander, but he moved to another state. we continued the relationship for several months, broke up, got back together, broke up again, and then continued to contact each other.
MARCH OF 2012: Alexander returns.
UNRELATED TIMEFRAME: I always wanted a do-over so I could fix everything that went wrong the summer of 2009, because it would save my relationship.
EPIPHANY: the summer of 2012= the summer of 2009.....without the mistakes.
NOW.
SUMMER OF 2012 PLANS
*Camping
*a week in Illinois with my new room mate/ best friend Courtney
*Florida with Brittany
*ample amount of time spent with Lauren (my very best friend. she has seen literally everything), her cha-boy Tyler, and Alexander..... and Jacob and Dustin!
This will not fail.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Glamourously Scatterbrained.
I have not forgotten about this blog, I swear.
Just kidding- I have to admit, it did slip my mind until i recently had a conversation about blogging with Meg (my friend and my roommate's Alpha Xi Delta twin.) I decided I was cheating you all out of what has been going on in my life, so here it is.
I believe I left you all off in the middle of September. Oh, how things have changed.
Long story short, I've been crazy busy. The friends I made the first week of school (see blog: I Love College... I met these people at South Lawn not 10 minutes after I posted) are virtually out of my life, and I spend an unhealthy amount of time at frat houses (I will leave what goes on there to your imaginations, but it's really not THAT bad.) My room mate and I are pretty close now, which is awesome. It's hard to define a friendship with someone you live with, but I'd say ours was better than most of the ladies at Bemis Lawrence.
About a week after my last post, my friend Alex got pneumonia. That was quite the endeavour, because as 18 year olds we did not know how to handle it. Oh well, he didn't die.
I saw Cage The Elephant for free on South Lawn, and I was on the barricade. I cannot even begin to describe how amazing their show was. Summary- I ended up listening to Cage for like a week afterwards.
I started hanging out with the sisters of Alpha Xi Delta more often, and I have to say I love them all. They're super sweet and a blast to be around.
dot dot dot.....
Since I'm with AXiD a lot, I'm also with Sigma Nu (Alex is in that one-small world.)
AWAY FROM GREEK LIFE ALREADY.
Sorry, it's homecoming week, so it's all I'm thinking about.
I have decided to go home for the weekend, because if you are a GDI (I won't bother defining this for you, look it up) then roughly 99% of the parties this week are closed to you.
Fun stuff.
FUTURE
I am going to be Ke$ha for Halloween. Emily is going to be Lady Gaga, and Meg is going to be Katy Perry...I think.
Anyways, that is my life.
I will leave you with the debate that has been going on in my head for a whole day.
Should you judge someone on their past? I think not. The past cannot be judged- you've been there, done that. The future hasn't even become an issue yet, so why bother thinking of it... as for the present, if it's good, proceed with it.
^^^^^^^^^^^^ WRONG AS HELL.
What happens when the past becomes the present (to an extent), and the then-future IS an issue? Do you walk away?
I will be seeing Skrillex on November 4th.
Just kidding- I have to admit, it did slip my mind until i recently had a conversation about blogging with Meg (my friend and my roommate's Alpha Xi Delta twin.) I decided I was cheating you all out of what has been going on in my life, so here it is.
I believe I left you all off in the middle of September. Oh, how things have changed.
Long story short, I've been crazy busy. The friends I made the first week of school (see blog: I Love College... I met these people at South Lawn not 10 minutes after I posted) are virtually out of my life, and I spend an unhealthy amount of time at frat houses (I will leave what goes on there to your imaginations, but it's really not THAT bad.) My room mate and I are pretty close now, which is awesome. It's hard to define a friendship with someone you live with, but I'd say ours was better than most of the ladies at Bemis Lawrence.
About a week after my last post, my friend Alex got pneumonia. That was quite the endeavour, because as 18 year olds we did not know how to handle it. Oh well, he didn't die.
I saw Cage The Elephant for free on South Lawn, and I was on the barricade. I cannot even begin to describe how amazing their show was. Summary- I ended up listening to Cage for like a week afterwards.
I started hanging out with the sisters of Alpha Xi Delta more often, and I have to say I love them all. They're super sweet and a blast to be around.
dot dot dot.....
Since I'm with AXiD a lot, I'm also with Sigma Nu (Alex is in that one-small world.)
AWAY FROM GREEK LIFE ALREADY.
Sorry, it's homecoming week, so it's all I'm thinking about.
I have decided to go home for the weekend, because if you are a GDI (I won't bother defining this for you, look it up) then roughly 99% of the parties this week are closed to you.
Fun stuff.
FUTURE
I am going to be Ke$ha for Halloween. Emily is going to be Lady Gaga, and Meg is going to be Katy Perry...I think.
Anyways, that is my life.
I will leave you with the debate that has been going on in my head for a whole day.
Should you judge someone on their past? I think not. The past cannot be judged- you've been there, done that. The future hasn't even become an issue yet, so why bother thinking of it... as for the present, if it's good, proceed with it.
^^^^^^^^^^^^ WRONG AS HELL.
What happens when the past becomes the present (to an extent), and the then-future IS an issue? Do you walk away?
I will be seeing Skrillex on November 4th.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
As the seasons change...
So does my luck.
Since arriving here, I have to admit that I have been catching a lot of lucky breaks (parking spots, cancelled classes, etc.) Unfortunately, since the weather has been changing, my luck has gone along with it. So far, I have skinned my knee on the way to class (in the rain) slept through a class that had a quiz (fire drill at 5:30 that morning....NOT MY FAULT) gotten stuck in an elevator with an unidentified used condom, and become an accomplice in frowned upon activities.
college is amazing.
Anyways, I have been having pretty good luck with this sorority business. I have an interview tomorrow which basically determines if I get in or not. My friends say I have nothing to worry about.....but then again, they're my friends. They have to say that.
Speaking of which, I should probably get some clothes together to wear to that interview. The outfit choice is Business Casual....so I am thinking either khakis or a skirt with a nice top and heels (though the eel skins kill my feet...ugh)
The life of a college freshman.
I guess it is early enough to not be weird to take a shower, since I'm having lunch with a friend tomorrow and cannot do so right before my interview.
I promise, I haven't forgotten this blog. I'm a jerk, I know.
As soon as things calm down, I will be blogging like there's no tomorrow.
Until then
x
Since arriving here, I have to admit that I have been catching a lot of lucky breaks (parking spots, cancelled classes, etc.) Unfortunately, since the weather has been changing, my luck has gone along with it. So far, I have skinned my knee on the way to class (in the rain) slept through a class that had a quiz (fire drill at 5:30 that morning....NOT MY FAULT) gotten stuck in an elevator with an unidentified used condom, and become an accomplice in frowned upon activities.
college is amazing.
Anyways, I have been having pretty good luck with this sorority business. I have an interview tomorrow which basically determines if I get in or not. My friends say I have nothing to worry about.....but then again, they're my friends. They have to say that.
Speaking of which, I should probably get some clothes together to wear to that interview. The outfit choice is Business Casual....so I am thinking either khakis or a skirt with a nice top and heels (though the eel skins kill my feet...ugh)
The life of a college freshman.
I guess it is early enough to not be weird to take a shower, since I'm having lunch with a friend tomorrow and cannot do so right before my interview.
I promise, I haven't forgotten this blog. I'm a jerk, I know.
As soon as things calm down, I will be blogging like there's no tomorrow.
Until then
x
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
I love College...
Well, I've moved in and become an official Hilltopper.
I have a nice roommate, which is awesome. We also have ants, which are not so awesome.
Last night was my first official partying adventure since arriving on campus. I met a lot of people from all over the place, but I don't remember many names. Everyone was really drunk, so they barely remember me either. Oh well, everyone is friendlier when they are drunk. I think I got in around 2:30, and then I was passed out. (not really, because I didn't drink last night.)
Anyways, today was my millionth trek up "The Hill", which is what our entire campus is based around. It's pretty intense...I think I will have calves of steel by Christmas Break.
The dorm's pretty nice. It's small, but cozy. Everyone compliments us on how our room smells.
Well, I'm really busy right now because it's freshman week, so I will have to tell you more about this next Tuesday after classes start.
To South Lawn I go!
x
I have a nice roommate, which is awesome. We also have ants, which are not so awesome.
Last night was my first official partying adventure since arriving on campus. I met a lot of people from all over the place, but I don't remember many names. Everyone was really drunk, so they barely remember me either. Oh well, everyone is friendlier when they are drunk. I think I got in around 2:30, and then I was passed out. (not really, because I didn't drink last night.)
Anyways, today was my millionth trek up "The Hill", which is what our entire campus is based around. It's pretty intense...I think I will have calves of steel by Christmas Break.
The dorm's pretty nice. It's small, but cozy. Everyone compliments us on how our room smells.
Well, I'm really busy right now because it's freshman week, so I will have to tell you more about this next Tuesday after classes start.
To South Lawn I go!
x
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Oh well, Oh well.
Today was my last day of my OTHER summer job at my county Detention Center.
Last night my boss took me and my coworker-turned-bestfriend Brittany out to dinner at Olive Garden (this was my first ever Olive Garden experience, and I think I fell in love.) and then to the mall for some retail therapy. I bought a lot of crap I didn't need, but who cares.
I forgot to mention Brittany earlier when I started this blog. We started working together in June, and as soon as we met we started doing insane things. Over the past 2 months, we have taken our boss's desk gnome, scared all of the office staff, had 78069876 movie nights, and turned our last summer at home into the best one of my life. We're going to schools that are really far from each other, but we will be coming back here to work on school breaks and also plan to meet up in like Nashville for hangout time.
Back to the present: Brittany and I finished scanning all those godforsaken papers today, and decided to take our daily nap at about 10 AM. We tried to leave at about 11, but were not permitted to do so because of reasons that could not be explained to us. Needless to say, we were pretty much freaking out. When we went into the kitchen/break room area for lunch, the office staff had set us up an entire pizza party with our personal favorites (mine is hamburger, green pepper, and onion. Britt likes cheese and pepperoni) and sodas! We were really happy that they did that for us. Brittany's grandmom came to eat pizza with us, and we all just talked about the future and stuff. It didn't really hit me until then how quickly this summer has flown by. I mean, it feels like last week I was at Jailer's Conference in Bowling Green, saying "that will be my school in 3 months!"......weird.
When we finished our pizza, our boss Ricky brought out this huge cake that said "Best wishes Brittany and McCall" and gave us each a $100 gift card to Walmart. Can we say Winning?
All in all, Today was a lovely last day at work. Now it is time to go home, head back to the mall for a new hat, and finally have an actual summer vacation for.....let's see here.....three days? oh gosh.
Next time you hear from me, I will have relocated. wish me luck!
Until then.
x
Last night my boss took me and my coworker-turned-bestfriend Brittany out to dinner at Olive Garden (this was my first ever Olive Garden experience, and I think I fell in love.) and then to the mall for some retail therapy. I bought a lot of crap I didn't need, but who cares.
I forgot to mention Brittany earlier when I started this blog. We started working together in June, and as soon as we met we started doing insane things. Over the past 2 months, we have taken our boss's desk gnome, scared all of the office staff, had 78069876 movie nights, and turned our last summer at home into the best one of my life. We're going to schools that are really far from each other, but we will be coming back here to work on school breaks and also plan to meet up in like Nashville for hangout time.
Back to the present: Brittany and I finished scanning all those godforsaken papers today, and decided to take our daily nap at about 10 AM. We tried to leave at about 11, but were not permitted to do so because of reasons that could not be explained to us. Needless to say, we were pretty much freaking out. When we went into the kitchen/break room area for lunch, the office staff had set us up an entire pizza party with our personal favorites (mine is hamburger, green pepper, and onion. Britt likes cheese and pepperoni) and sodas! We were really happy that they did that for us. Brittany's grandmom came to eat pizza with us, and we all just talked about the future and stuff. It didn't really hit me until then how quickly this summer has flown by. I mean, it feels like last week I was at Jailer's Conference in Bowling Green, saying "that will be my school in 3 months!"......weird.
When we finished our pizza, our boss Ricky brought out this huge cake that said "Best wishes Brittany and McCall" and gave us each a $100 gift card to Walmart. Can we say Winning?
All in all, Today was a lovely last day at work. Now it is time to go home, head back to the mall for a new hat, and finally have an actual summer vacation for.....let's see here.....three days? oh gosh.
Next time you hear from me, I will have relocated. wish me luck!
Until then.
x
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