I've relocated.

Hello, all who used to read my blogs.

I've created two new xangas; dreamxperfection and magnified_mystery where I take ridiculous amounts of surveys, and blog about my new lifestyle, respectively. Add me, I'd love to chat.

I totally forgot I had this xanga until I was looking through my Friends section on the other one...

I hope you all are doing well! I mean it.

Just a quick bit of catch up;
I just finished my first year of college enrolled in the pre-med program, I broke up with my douchebag ex-boyfriend of 4 years for a new guy that I'm falling for more and more everyday. I'm trying to be a more positive, compassionate, hard-working, and overall stronger person. It's been working; I'm happy. I encourage you all to find your happiness.

I quit my job at the ice cream store, (well, not officially) and I'm now working for the government program, AmeriCorps, feeding and providing care to underprivelaged children in my community. I'll be working 40 hours per week, making $5.50 an hour, which is $2 under the minimum wage. It's going to be rough, but I think it will be a worthwhile experience. The mission statement is to end childhood hunger by 2015 by providing families with various opportunities to receive free, well-prepared meals.

"Don't tell me what you believe; show me what you do and I'll tell you what you believe."

Ahh, great.

On my other site, which I use for surveys, I made a remark about how I'd like to meet my dad. Well, I've heard that what you put out into the universe will find a way back to you. That was yesterday, and today, my sister texted me saying my dad is coming up from Florida to visit in September. Yeah, I've heard that before, and it's never happened. But then my aunt asked, "If your dad would make his way up here, would you be interested in meeting him?" Apparently, he's been calling various members in my family. My aunt's calling him back tonight...

It's crazy and nerveracking. I don't know anybody who has ever had this happen to them, so I don't know who to talk to. It's a big deal. I'm terrified.

On another note. I bought books... $600 worth. Awful. I've stocked up on new shades of makeup, figured out some new outfit ideas, andn ow I'm sitting here with rollers in my hair, trying to figure out a way to style it without using heating appliances. I'm up to about 116 lbs. My stomach needs some work; I got lazy and quit doing ab workouts. Other than that, my diet and exercise are good enough. My boobs may actually be growing. But the point is, I want something different for myself. A bit of weight gain, some muscle tone, crazy makeup, nice hair. A new style. I don't want to look the same way I've been looking for the past 4 years. I'm getting there...

caught in the in-betwwen, a beautiful disaster.
she just needs someone to take her home <3

This summer....

I went to Cedar Point like, 10x, and Soak City 2x.

I went bowling with friends more than 2x.

4 of us took a roadtrip to Cincinatti; Kings Island.

I rode bikes with two of my best friends, which is new for us, and I'm going riding with my boy tonight.

I played a bit of tennis and raquetball.

I shopped =]

I worked an average of 27 hrs/wk.

I got drunk one too many times.

I applied for 15 jobs and didn't get called back for any of them.

I spent a lot of nights with my boyfriend.

Went to some ball games.

Went to a fair, and still more to come...

Won another goldfish!

I've helped my boyfriend totally remodel his rental house.

Attended a couple of pool parties.

Eaten out way too much.

Witnessed my boyfriend putting his head through a wall... and had the worst night of my life. [I was even sober!]

I walked around my college campus.

I went to Chicago for a week with my church group... no air-conditioning in the van and it was 100 degrees out, we fed the homeless, went to a White Sox/Indians game, we walked the Navy Pier, and the van broke down on the way home.

I discovered how anti-church I am, and that religion in general is too much work and doesn't provide me with anything substancial.

^ I've used that word 100000994 times, and all of a sudden, I can't remember how to spell it.

I saw David Cook in concert!! Absolutely loved it.

Two months

until I'm 18 :)

22 days untill I'm off to college.

Gah. Fuck my life.

I weigh... about 114 pounds. Honestly, I feel better about myself. Haven't I said this before? You girls should try it. I've gained a totally different perspective on 'the skinnies.' Crazy; I didn't think I could do it, and then it happened, and now I'm doing it.

Hope all is well.

Long time.

I'm snacking on some java chip frappuccino ice cream. Horribly fattening, but so totally worth it. It's funny; I work at an ice cream store, and I'm still in love with ice cream.

I've gained... about 10 pounds. I'm at 115. Honestly, I don't know where all of the weight went. Maybe my perception-of-self has just changed. Hmmph. My boobs aren't bigger. My legs are still small. I'm thinking it all went to my ass/hip area, but I've been exericising regularly, so it's not all flabby or nasty. :)

This is a pretty useless post.

However. I need to vent, if only a little bit. Still having trouble with my relationship. Still struggling with my lack of friends, and overall lack of a support system. I've been staying extremely busy, which is good. It keeps me from thinking too much. When I'm alone with myself, my worst emotions tend to come out. So even though I kind of hate it, I guess it's best for me to stay as busy as possible.

Okay, well, that's all, I guess.