survival mode

I want to write a lighthearted funny blog but don't really seem to have it in me at the moment. It could be that it's 2:20 am or possibly any of the other events going on in life right now. I will try my best (its my duty!). As i said in my 'about me' section, i have a tendency to lose or break expensive objects, or any object for that matter. Well yesterday topped it all. I was at starbucks having my daily sip and sit session (that means homework time) and waiting for miss Amelia to come meet me for dinner. upon her arrival, i moved my lap top and back pack from the chair it was in to the floor next to my chair. after a few minutes of catching up we jumped in her car and headed off to CPK for some tasty cuisine. Once we reached starbucks again i started gathering up my back pack and wallet from around me in her car and suddenly realized... my lap top was not there. I instantly remembered setting in on the ground and never picking it back up again. After a good 30 minutes of frantic searching every bush, chair, barista and patron in the store i had to resign to the fact that someone had taken it and i could blame no one but myself for this absentminded move. Of course the next thing i seemd to feel was in order was bursting out in exasperated tears and thinking about what a dissapointment this would be to my loving grandparents who had originally bestowed the brand new mac upon me for my birthday. I then went through another agonizing 2 hours of telling my mom and grandma what had happened, and praying like never before that some miracle would take place. Just when i was ready to accept my final lesson of forgetfulness and move on with my dreary life, my phone rang with a random number. It turns out this amazingly wonderful girl had found it outside, didn't think it was safe enough to turn it in at starbucks, found out it was dead, bought a charger,  charged it found my information and called me! God bless her soul! I told her over 100 times she was an answer to prayer and what an outstanding character she has, and then spent the rest of the night cradling my baby in my arms. (there is no unhealthy attachment here i can assure you...)

What a humbling experience. 

Now for the reasons my soul feels dry and shriveled. I stay up way too late doing  unnecessary activities, i wake up way too early for school, i dont make time to read the word or journal like i know i should (it has proven to be the best way of preserving my sanity as well as those around me), and every waking moment i have gotten to spend with Steve has been spent with both of us working madly away on whatever homework or project we have due the following morning. Survival mode at its best. Also we found out today that little Bliss Marie (my cousin with dandywalker syndrome and hydrocephalus among many other health issues) had to be rushed into emergency brain surgery to replace her entire shunt! Just a week ago they replaced the tubing because of some swelling that was going on, but that obviously didnt work and now she is going to have to recover from a second major surgery without even having time to heal from the first. there was some severe swelling and pressure before they were able to catch the whole mess, so prayers that she wont have any more brain damage and wakes up tomorrow safely from the anesthesia would be greatly appreciated. 

this blog wasnt fun at all i appologize.

oh pooh.

Here goes...

I caved.  I have been trying to tell myself i don't want or need a blog, that there is absolutely no point, no one will read it and i should be doing homework instead, but i have finally caved. I couldn't resist the urge!  I have been consistently reading Taleah and Sarah's blogs about being Mommies and thought It was my duty to enlighten the world about the life of a modern day college student. First of all, I am going on my 4th year of college. Now one might think this means i'm nearing the end and preparing to move into the world of careers, but no that sort of life wasn't for me. you see i'm on the six year plan (hopefully that doesn't turn into seven or eight although it sometimes seems like that will be my destiny)It's not that i don't take my education seriously, I'm just not the most industrious student that ever walked the face of this earth. I did the whole community college thing to save money and just ended up overstaying my welcome. Who wouldnt want to leave the land of 20$ a unit? So here I am, half way through my first semester at a "real school", the prestigious, the renowned, APU. (please note the sarcasm) 

*DISCLAIMER: I must add quickly that although the next few sentences may cause the reader to assume i greatly dislike my school, this is wrong. I am experiencing and learning things i never imagined possible, i have met some amazing people, and am recieving a 1st class education. now that thats been said...*

What at first seemed like a brilliant idea, has now produced more than one question in my mind. First of all, why am I paying so much friggen money when i could just go to a cal state!? Second of all, why did i want to go to a christian university so bad when all i do is try to find excuses not to go to chapel? Thirdly, why did NO one tell me how many people at this school would  drive me to the very edge of insanity? These people i tell you! On more than one occasion i have found myself trying to get to my next class on time, stuck at the bottom of a small staircase waiting, because blond bimbo's 1 and 2 cant figure out that the rest of the world works off a right side of the road mentality. It should be illegal to walk, no STROLL, two abreast down the stairs especially when talking loudly of new iphones, rainbow sandals and what jared the senior who lives off campus is doing that night. after my 5th encounter with this scenario i just couldn't handle it and pushed my way directly in between the two unsuspecting victims, giving a loud snort of dissaproval and muttering under my breath that "some people  actually need to get to class and graduate around here..." later hoping that they will not find out i'm on the six year plan. So there it is, my first ever semi-grownup-non-myspace blog. I wonder if anyone will read it?