My sister got engaged yesterday, and I am so excited for her. While we are not close by any means, it's still a separation from our family... you know, the whole marriage thing. Soon I'll have to be sharing all my sisters with their husbands' families, and I don't know if I'm ready quite yet for that. They're MY sisters, no amount of "in-law"ing can make them anyone else's. Selfish, I know. But I love them a whole heckuvalot.
This, mixed in with the fact that this Christmas Eve and Christmas Day will be completely different from every single other one in my past (aka- spent without my parents) is causing me to be a tad... well, a lot, sentimental. I'm sorry, I can't help it.
I'm trying to write a series of pretty pessimistic stories, actually, for my creative writing portfolio that is due next week. But I think this weekend is going to be spent writing and revising a new series for this portfolio. Here's the introduction:
I don’t remember how we came to be in possession of the Southwind. I can’t remember the day my Dad and one of his best friends brought it home. I remember that our family and his friend’s family owned it, but that was about all.
The RV sat next to our house when it wasn’t being used; right outside of my bedroom window. But a piece of it was my bedroom when we were on vacation. It was our home on wheels: each sister had a place to sleep as did Mom and Dad. It had a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room. It was everything you could want for a few weeks on the road. That home made for some of the best family memories I have.
I don’t remember much from my childhood, sadly. I remember enough to make my past worthwhile. I’ve met people who can tell me about dozens of moments from when they were four years old, whereas I can maybe place one, but I would probably be making it up. Nonetheless, the moments and memories I have are good ones. I know my childhood was great, I had a great family and still do, and we had a great many adventures. Sometimes these adventures would be in the woods surrounding our house, but more often than not they were in the woods and on the beaches we would visit while touring the midwest in our rig. The following is a collection of those adventures, as best as I can remember them. Sure, my parents will probably see this and question if any of these situations are even true, but to my knowledge, they are. But who knows how the mind of a young girl works...
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
The Future
So last year I had this High School Musical poster hanging up in my room that stated, "The future is a big place." Cheesier than all get out, but yet somewhat true.
My future is very up in the air, not going to lie. I have no clue what I'm doing next semester or for Christmas break for that matter, much less next summer or the year after that. I like to fly by the seat of my pants, but with this whole money thing I know that I can't do that forever. I've had people asking me what I'm doing this summer/next year, when I'm graduating, and blah blah blah blah FUTURE.
My answer to this:
I don't know.
I don't have enough credits to graduate this spring, which is disappointing to me. But it happens, it's cool. Which could mean one of two things:
1. I will be taking summer classes (and probably staying in Morris to do it- yay!).
2. I will be at Morris for another semester and hopefully get some sort of minor.
For Christmas break I may:
1. Find a job(s) in Morris, find a place to live for a month, and stay here.
2. Miraculously find a job in Brainerd (aka, not gonna happen), be there.
3. Move in with Mommy Joyce and Dad for a month and work at good ol' Cub near-ish to the cities (what I'm leaning towards).
For this upcoming summer I may:
1. Stay in Morris, find somewhere to live, take classes, and work a couple jobs.
2. Live in Brainerd, perhaps take classes from the local community college, and work a couple jobs.
3. Go on tour as much as I can for as much of the summer as I can, and live wherever, work wherever and whenever I can. (My personal preference, but hey, that's just me.)
4. Live near Minneapolis (maybe with Nick and Nicole, or Robynn, or Mommy Joyce and Dad and Brenna, or my Grandma, or Matt and Julie, or my nanny family, or anyone that wouldn't mind living with me...), take classes at U of M or another school, find a job or an internship (or a few).
5. Work for a while at some job or another, maybe in Morris taking a class or two. Apply for IHOP in Kansas City, and if I get accepted, spend 6 months there with my Father... the heavenly one, that is.
6. Find a job somewhere (Brainerd, cities, Morris), then leave for part of the summer on an amazing serving road trip, spreading God's love to everyone I can (this ties for first in what I'm leaning towards...).
7. Write High School Musical 4, earn a bonkers amount of money, and star in it opposite of Zac Effron. Next fall we will get married.
So that's where I'm at with all of this, and now is where you come in. What should I do?! Suggestions, additions, anything?! I'm at a total loss here, and my parents (as well as me) want to know what I'm doing...
My future is very up in the air, not going to lie. I have no clue what I'm doing next semester or for Christmas break for that matter, much less next summer or the year after that. I like to fly by the seat of my pants, but with this whole money thing I know that I can't do that forever. I've had people asking me what I'm doing this summer/next year, when I'm graduating, and blah blah blah blah FUTURE.
My answer to this:
I don't know.
I don't have enough credits to graduate this spring, which is disappointing to me. But it happens, it's cool. Which could mean one of two things:
1. I will be taking summer classes (and probably staying in Morris to do it- yay!).
2. I will be at Morris for another semester and hopefully get some sort of minor.
For Christmas break I may:
1. Find a job(s) in Morris, find a place to live for a month, and stay here.
2. Miraculously find a job in Brainerd (aka, not gonna happen), be there.
3. Move in with Mommy Joyce and Dad for a month and work at good ol' Cub near-ish to the cities (what I'm leaning towards).
For this upcoming summer I may:
1. Stay in Morris, find somewhere to live, take classes, and work a couple jobs.
2. Live in Brainerd, perhaps take classes from the local community college, and work a couple jobs.
3. Go on tour as much as I can for as much of the summer as I can, and live wherever, work wherever and whenever I can. (My personal preference, but hey, that's just me.)
4. Live near Minneapolis (maybe with Nick and Nicole, or Robynn, or Mommy Joyce and Dad and Brenna, or my Grandma, or Matt and Julie, or my nanny family, or anyone that wouldn't mind living with me...), take classes at U of M or another school, find a job or an internship (or a few).
5. Work for a while at some job or another, maybe in Morris taking a class or two. Apply for IHOP in Kansas City, and if I get accepted, spend 6 months there with my Father... the heavenly one, that is.
6. Find a job somewhere (Brainerd, cities, Morris), then leave for part of the summer on an amazing serving road trip, spreading God's love to everyone I can (this ties for first in what I'm leaning towards...).
7. Write High School Musical 4, earn a bonkers amount of money, and star in it opposite of Zac Effron. Next fall we will get married.
So that's where I'm at with all of this, and now is where you come in. What should I do?! Suggestions, additions, anything?! I'm at a total loss here, and my parents (as well as me) want to know what I'm doing...
Monday, December 1, 2008
My blogs are boring.
I'm not very politically driven, nor do I have strong opinions on a lot of different things. I'm mainly even tempered, but if someone ticks me off, they will know it.
Sadly, the Canon camera company will be feeling my wrath this week and they will know that they have ticked me off. As a potential Canon-girl for life, they could have gotten thousands of dollars from my pocket to their overloaded wallets. But now? I'm just not sure. I bought a Canon digital Rebel XT about a year and a half ago. If you knew me at that point in my life, you know how excited I was to buy it after saving up for it for about three years.
Fast forward to about a month ago. The camera stops working. No apparent reason, none at all.
Fast forward to a few days ago. I take it to Best Buy to hopefully get it fixed (and hoping they could give me a deal since that's where I bought it), knowing full well that I only had a year warranty on it (and it had to stop working just over that). The reason I didn't have a longer warranty was because I didn't have $200 extra dollars to spend on it. I'm a freaking college student after all. Best Buy tells me that it's going to be $350 on the low end to fix it. SCREW YOU CERTIFIED CANON-FIX-IT-MAN. Robynn was right, he's a bad man.
In other news...
I'm really getting into writing several short stories series. I'm only working on one right now, but I think I want to do a super-personalized series. Here's my idea:
I've had a lot of people who have influenced my life in one way or another. I have many people I would consider good friends, and many people who are working their way up to that. Other good friends I have fallen out of touch with, but it does not mean that they have not affected my life. It would be fun and probably a little intense on the introspective side to go through my life and to pick a few people from each area of my life. They all were/are/will be interesting, with lives that could never be considered boring (even the people I knew at my little Lutheran high school).
Bob got me thinking about that last night, sometime after the shot of almond extract and probably before the part of the conversation in which he decided it would be funny to name your children after bands. He suggested "August Burns Red" and I chimed in that the other should be "mewithoutYou". As a teen, that could be a problem for mewithoutYou's friends. "Hey, do you want to hang out tonight?" "Nah, I'm already hanging out with mewithoutYou."
Maybe that was funnier last night. Although the name Emery is beautiful and could completely be a name for a girl. I may put that one in my back pocket for 10 years down the road.
Well, I hope this counts for a blog. I worked real hard on it.
-JP
Sadly, the Canon camera company will be feeling my wrath this week and they will know that they have ticked me off. As a potential Canon-girl for life, they could have gotten thousands of dollars from my pocket to their overloaded wallets. But now? I'm just not sure. I bought a Canon digital Rebel XT about a year and a half ago. If you knew me at that point in my life, you know how excited I was to buy it after saving up for it for about three years.
Fast forward to about a month ago. The camera stops working. No apparent reason, none at all.
Fast forward to a few days ago. I take it to Best Buy to hopefully get it fixed (and hoping they could give me a deal since that's where I bought it), knowing full well that I only had a year warranty on it (and it had to stop working just over that). The reason I didn't have a longer warranty was because I didn't have $200 extra dollars to spend on it. I'm a freaking college student after all. Best Buy tells me that it's going to be $350 on the low end to fix it. SCREW YOU CERTIFIED CANON-FIX-IT-MAN. Robynn was right, he's a bad man.
In other news...
I'm really getting into writing several short stories series. I'm only working on one right now, but I think I want to do a super-personalized series. Here's my idea:
I've had a lot of people who have influenced my life in one way or another. I have many people I would consider good friends, and many people who are working their way up to that. Other good friends I have fallen out of touch with, but it does not mean that they have not affected my life. It would be fun and probably a little intense on the introspective side to go through my life and to pick a few people from each area of my life. They all were/are/will be interesting, with lives that could never be considered boring (even the people I knew at my little Lutheran high school).
Bob got me thinking about that last night, sometime after the shot of almond extract and probably before the part of the conversation in which he decided it would be funny to name your children after bands. He suggested "August Burns Red" and I chimed in that the other should be "mewithoutYou". As a teen, that could be a problem for mewithoutYou's friends. "Hey, do you want to hang out tonight?" "Nah, I'm already hanging out with mewithoutYou."
Maybe that was funnier last night. Although the name Emery is beautiful and could completely be a name for a girl. I may put that one in my back pocket for 10 years down the road.
Well, I hope this counts for a blog. I worked real hard on it.
-JP
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