So okay I'm right in the middle of waiting of this next class to start and I just had to write this blog to describe what the heck just occured in the space of three days. Okay so when I got here on Monday, I had nothing solidified at all and my future at UNCPembroke this semester was seriously in danger. But since Kirsten moved with great speed and even Tina responded rather quickly when I called her 3 hours later, I was able to register and get into some classes without much difficulty. The problem came into the fact that since I wasn't able to pre-register before the problem, I had lost much of my changes to get the classes I really needed for my degrees. So after much deliberation and plenty of staring at the computer screen, I decided to go ahead and try to finish out my English degree this semester or get as close to doing that as I could. So I what I managed to do was get 5 English classes which I all need for my degree, and I finished it off with "History of Musical Theatre" which I didn't know was being offered this semester, so with that I can get the minor when the class is done. So that's one down, three to go. After visiting with Dr. Sigmon earlier today, he informs me that I need approximately five more classes for the individual English degree and two more for my Creative Writing Major. I can already see that the only problem running into snag will be the Mass Communication degree that I have to get, but I'll deal with it when the time comes. But the problem today said that I had already registered 18 hours and I was at the max, so there was no way I could fit all of the classes in. I was already taking Concert Choir and stuff but I wasn't registered for it, because it won't fit. However we will have to see about that because when I went to the Registar's Office I was told that it wasn't too late for an overload however since my GPA is only 2.76, it's not high enough normally for an overload.
But I went to Doctor Gash and basically persuaded him to give me 21 credit hours, which he eventually did and I got the Registar's Office to enroll me into Writing Poetry 1, which is one of the classes I need for the degree, which is only offered in the Springtime. So basically God made all of the pieces slowly start coming together and I was even looking at the prospect of leaving UNCP in December with four degrees in hand, on two different diplomas, which I look forward to immensely. He's definately the ultimate puzzle piece, and he is beginning to connect all my pieces together to come out with the ultimate reward, which in this case right now, is Graduation.
Wednesday, 10 January 2007
Monday, 8 January 2007
How to Break a Looking Glass
So okay I was told not to write a blog about this but there's no way I'm not putting this down for my records to keep. So it's finally happened. After 3 years of knowing Jessica the unthinkable has finally occured. She's finally become pregnant. PREGNANT. And the sad part, it's not even her fault. Or at least the way she puts it. The way I hear it she was going to a photo shoot down at a place in Florida over a weekend, and while there these three guys cornered her and raped her ridiculously. And the result? PREGNANCY. That fucking sucks!!!! I mean in two ways. The first way, is for her. At this point in her life, this is the LAST thing she needs. She's three years away from getting her biggest check (the 25 million mega-whopper) and she's halfway through school with her Criminal Justice degree and then things like this happen. I mean sometimes I wonder. Just what the hell is going on up there with God? I mean I know all is supposed to work for the good but damn!
The second part of the equation is me. I finally told her about how I sat and thought about it and how if she wasn't seeing someone when I graduated school at the end of this year, hopefully then I would come down and we could give it a try. She sounded interested and we traded words but I'm beginning to wonder. I mean she mentions this guy Donovan like eight times every sentence, and according to her they've been seeing each other for three years though not actually in person till October of last year. It makes me wonder if she's trying to see anyone at all. But then again, do I really wanna get involved in all of that unncessary drama that's going on down there? I mean I'd have to deal with all of this stuff that's going on right now, and I'm not prepared to do that, but who knows what's going to happen after tomorrow? Perhaps I'll be better equipped for stuff like that when the time comes. And if I am getting an apartment with her, then perhaps things will change. I want to go down there and try to help her out and keep her out of these unneccessary situations, but it makes me wonder if I will be able to at all. Jessica's the type of person who will do what she wants to if her mind pops up at it. And I kinda had this looking glass pointed at the future of my relationship of her. I imagined coming down there and swooping her out of all the mess and taking her away to a place where she could try to revert back to the Jessica she was before all the bullshit. In my mind, I still have this image of her when I saw her pictures with Rodney and of the way she was when she still put butterfles in her signature. Not that I want her to revert to the naive girl she used to be, but back to the near innocence she had. No one deserves to have all of that misery. But...it's like putting in big crack in my glass with baby. She's talking about she wants it and stuff like that and it will ruin everything. On top of that, I don't want another guy's baby. Since my mom is adamant about me having my own children, I'm not about to start with someone else's. And if she cares about that, then I guess it wouldn't work no way.
I'm just glad that after we talked last night I got her to at least consider having an abortion even though I'm against doing since I feel like that's trying to get rid of too much responsibility for that person. But in Jessica's situation, I can't say that. And I don't want her having the bastard son of some motherfucker that raped her. It doesn't sound right and it won't feel right either. I just hope that her mother will understand if she chooses to go through with it. She claims that the only way she'll do it is through the pill though she informed me it only has a 96% success rate. That's still too high for me, but still I guess that's the only she'll go through with it. I just hate that this is the only way she has to do it. I hope that everything goes well for her. But damn!!!!
The second part of the equation is me. I finally told her about how I sat and thought about it and how if she wasn't seeing someone when I graduated school at the end of this year, hopefully then I would come down and we could give it a try. She sounded interested and we traded words but I'm beginning to wonder. I mean she mentions this guy Donovan like eight times every sentence, and according to her they've been seeing each other for three years though not actually in person till October of last year. It makes me wonder if she's trying to see anyone at all. But then again, do I really wanna get involved in all of that unncessary drama that's going on down there? I mean I'd have to deal with all of this stuff that's going on right now, and I'm not prepared to do that, but who knows what's going to happen after tomorrow? Perhaps I'll be better equipped for stuff like that when the time comes. And if I am getting an apartment with her, then perhaps things will change. I want to go down there and try to help her out and keep her out of these unneccessary situations, but it makes me wonder if I will be able to at all. Jessica's the type of person who will do what she wants to if her mind pops up at it. And I kinda had this looking glass pointed at the future of my relationship of her. I imagined coming down there and swooping her out of all the mess and taking her away to a place where she could try to revert back to the Jessica she was before all the bullshit. In my mind, I still have this image of her when I saw her pictures with Rodney and of the way she was when she still put butterfles in her signature. Not that I want her to revert to the naive girl she used to be, but back to the near innocence she had. No one deserves to have all of that misery. But...it's like putting in big crack in my glass with baby. She's talking about she wants it and stuff like that and it will ruin everything. On top of that, I don't want another guy's baby. Since my mom is adamant about me having my own children, I'm not about to start with someone else's. And if she cares about that, then I guess it wouldn't work no way.
I'm just glad that after we talked last night I got her to at least consider having an abortion even though I'm against doing since I feel like that's trying to get rid of too much responsibility for that person. But in Jessica's situation, I can't say that. And I don't want her having the bastard son of some motherfucker that raped her. It doesn't sound right and it won't feel right either. I just hope that her mother will understand if she chooses to go through with it. She claims that the only way she'll do it is through the pill though she informed me it only has a 96% success rate. That's still too high for me, but still I guess that's the only she'll go through with it. I just hate that this is the only way she has to do it. I hope that everything goes well for her. But damn!!!!
Wednesday, 3 January 2007
Welcome to the Freaky-Deaky West Coast!!
Okay so it's the new year 2007 (yeah!) but it comes with a price of which I'm not sure has been paid up yet for. So yeah it's Wednesday January 3rd, and I've been with Zana since the 29th and it's been a blast for sure. We've had a lot of fun since I first got to California.
After the long-ass flight there, I met up with her and her friends Carly, Duncan and Ryan and they all took me to the Cheesecake Factory for Lunch/Dinner, which was incredibly delicious (and rather pricy) and made me want to explode after eating it (they have the biggest portions of food I have EVER seen).
And the next day she took me to downtown Walnut Creek and we went shopping where I bought some new jewelry like a really nice two-tone ring with a stone in the center, a silver chain to go with the gold one, and a pair of silver earrings to go too. And then I bought Zana some earrings too. And I finished that out by buying the thing I wanted most this trip: a new Ipod shuffle! (yeah me!) Then after buying a bottle of wine for her dad, we went back and celebrated his birthday at the house (where they delicious food like a blue-cheese salad, potatoes au gratin, homemade ravioli, and filet mignon-which they eat really really rare- and homemade ice cream with homemade pecan pie) and her dad really loved his presents (especially the little flying helicopter).
And so after dealing with that, the next day I met up with Matt and his friend Kamika and we went from Union Square into Chinatown to find a place to eat lunch and after going past this place called Pizza Orgasmica (why we didn't stop there I have no clue), we ended up eating at this tiny Dim Sum place out in the middle of nowhere which was surprisingly excellent (though I have no clue what any of that food was called) and then we went to Golden Gate park and fooled around there for a while before splitting up with Matt and Zana and I headed for this place called Pier 39, which is a shopping district in San Francisco. Once there I went and bought souvenirs for everyone, including some oysters with pearls inside (still in water in the can) for my mom and Aunt Diane, and we saw an interesting stage show with some Argentinians, and I had my first real San Franscisco meal which was clam chowder inside a sourdough bread bowl, and it was the shit. So after coming home on the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit), we decided to freak everyone out and get really fancied up for Zana's new year's party at her friend Brittany's house, so we zoomed home and threw on fanciness, (with Zana in her prom dress) and we zoomed over to Brittany's where they were playing Battle of the Sexes, and we stayed over there for a while (and there was the HOTTEST guy there! Don't forget: Sport-playing tan guy with dark eyes) And we toasted New Years there and made a lot of noise as Costella Washington (Zana) and Toni Sinclaire (myself) made ourselves known through the circles. And yeah that was cool.
So afterwards, we jumped in the van the following day and drove six hours north to end up here in Ashland Oregon, which is where I'm writing this blog from right now. And the first night we just kinda got in and decided to stay inside, (after Zana stopped at this place called In and Out which has the BEST FUCKING hamburgers known to man. She wasn't KIDDING, and that guy in drive thru was really nice and kinda hot too.)
So yesterday I went with Zana's friend and roommate Marina and we tried to tour downtown Ashland on our way to go eat some Mexican food at Pipon's. Zana joined us before we got there and we ate at this place that had some very interesting dishes that I had never seen before (including a complete seafood burrito that's pretty big, although he told me I couldn't eat it and two tacos, but I did eat it and one!) and after that we went to the organic grocery store and I bought food in preparation for dinner tonight, and we went home and binged on complete junk for the afternoon (teeheheh) before at 6, Zana's friends Julie and Andrea showed up randomly and we decided to barrel out the door over to The Black Sheep, which is this British Pub (like seriously British) which is where I had my first Shepard's Pie, (which was actually really good.) And then we randomly decide, "hey let's go to the nude spa!" And so everyone does, we come back here and start singing Disney tunes with Zana's friend Sofie, and then we pile in the car (myself armed with just a towel) and head over to the nude spa on the outskirts of town right next to the highway. At first I was a little like whoa at the concept of getting naked in front of all these girls and Zana, but after it happened, I was like whatever, and before I know what's going on, I'm sitting completely nude in a steaming hot springs with all these random people with the moonlight overtop of us. It was pretty cool and I met some pretty cool people there, too. So in a nutshell that's been my vacation since I left the East Coast and I've still got today, tomorrow and Friday to look forward to. So yeah, it's been fun. I've really enjoyed it.
But now the flipside: Kirsten Bischoff STILL has not gotten back to me about that check and I sent that shit off like two weeks ago and tomorrow's the day to register for classes (which I STILL can't do) so I don't know what I'm going to do. We'll have to see.
After the long-ass flight there, I met up with her and her friends Carly, Duncan and Ryan and they all took me to the Cheesecake Factory for Lunch/Dinner, which was incredibly delicious (and rather pricy) and made me want to explode after eating it (they have the biggest portions of food I have EVER seen).
And the next day she took me to downtown Walnut Creek and we went shopping where I bought some new jewelry like a really nice two-tone ring with a stone in the center, a silver chain to go with the gold one, and a pair of silver earrings to go too. And then I bought Zana some earrings too. And I finished that out by buying the thing I wanted most this trip: a new Ipod shuffle! (yeah me!) Then after buying a bottle of wine for her dad, we went back and celebrated his birthday at the house (where they delicious food like a blue-cheese salad, potatoes au gratin, homemade ravioli, and filet mignon-which they eat really really rare- and homemade ice cream with homemade pecan pie) and her dad really loved his presents (especially the little flying helicopter).
And so after dealing with that, the next day I met up with Matt and his friend Kamika and we went from Union Square into Chinatown to find a place to eat lunch and after going past this place called Pizza Orgasmica (why we didn't stop there I have no clue), we ended up eating at this tiny Dim Sum place out in the middle of nowhere which was surprisingly excellent (though I have no clue what any of that food was called) and then we went to Golden Gate park and fooled around there for a while before splitting up with Matt and Zana and I headed for this place called Pier 39, which is a shopping district in San Francisco. Once there I went and bought souvenirs for everyone, including some oysters with pearls inside (still in water in the can) for my mom and Aunt Diane, and we saw an interesting stage show with some Argentinians, and I had my first real San Franscisco meal which was clam chowder inside a sourdough bread bowl, and it was the shit. So after coming home on the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit), we decided to freak everyone out and get really fancied up for Zana's new year's party at her friend Brittany's house, so we zoomed home and threw on fanciness, (with Zana in her prom dress) and we zoomed over to Brittany's where they were playing Battle of the Sexes, and we stayed over there for a while (and there was the HOTTEST guy there! Don't forget: Sport-playing tan guy with dark eyes) And we toasted New Years there and made a lot of noise as Costella Washington (Zana) and Toni Sinclaire (myself) made ourselves known through the circles. And yeah that was cool.
So afterwards, we jumped in the van the following day and drove six hours north to end up here in Ashland Oregon, which is where I'm writing this blog from right now. And the first night we just kinda got in and decided to stay inside, (after Zana stopped at this place called In and Out which has the BEST FUCKING hamburgers known to man. She wasn't KIDDING, and that guy in drive thru was really nice and kinda hot too.)
So yesterday I went with Zana's friend and roommate Marina and we tried to tour downtown Ashland on our way to go eat some Mexican food at Pipon's. Zana joined us before we got there and we ate at this place that had some very interesting dishes that I had never seen before (including a complete seafood burrito that's pretty big, although he told me I couldn't eat it and two tacos, but I did eat it and one!) and after that we went to the organic grocery store and I bought food in preparation for dinner tonight, and we went home and binged on complete junk for the afternoon (teeheheh) before at 6, Zana's friends Julie and Andrea showed up randomly and we decided to barrel out the door over to The Black Sheep, which is this British Pub (like seriously British) which is where I had my first Shepard's Pie, (which was actually really good.) And then we randomly decide, "hey let's go to the nude spa!" And so everyone does, we come back here and start singing Disney tunes with Zana's friend Sofie, and then we pile in the car (myself armed with just a towel) and head over to the nude spa on the outskirts of town right next to the highway. At first I was a little like whoa at the concept of getting naked in front of all these girls and Zana, but after it happened, I was like whatever, and before I know what's going on, I'm sitting completely nude in a steaming hot springs with all these random people with the moonlight overtop of us. It was pretty cool and I met some pretty cool people there, too. So in a nutshell that's been my vacation since I left the East Coast and I've still got today, tomorrow and Friday to look forward to. So yeah, it's been fun. I've really enjoyed it.
But now the flipside: Kirsten Bischoff STILL has not gotten back to me about that check and I sent that shit off like two weeks ago and tomorrow's the day to register for classes (which I STILL can't do) so I don't know what I'm going to do. We'll have to see.
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