I MISSED A DAY!!!!!

My challenge has been broken.  I could have sworn I updated yesterday about snow and whatnot, but apparently not. 

This is rather disappointing, actually.  But, if you think about it, I did pretty well for the most part.  I mean, it's May and I've only missed one post.  That's pretty good.

So here's today's exciting post of excitement.

My final grades got posted.  I made straight A's again this semester.  Considering how the semester started off, I think this is incredibly impressive.  I somehow got my butt in gear and made it happen.  No complaints here.

I bought a new swimsuit today.  Normally it's an activity I dread, but the first one I tried on was perfect.  It's a blue one piece that makes me look slim and, dare I say it, lovely.  Now I can go swimming this summer without feeling awkward.

Tonight, my boyfriend and I are going out to dinner with our speech class.  It's going to be a lot of fun seeing everyone and catching up.  And just celebrating surviving the semester.  Then he and I are going to go see a movie.

I still can't believe how happy I am right now.  I'm on a bit of an emotional overload, actually, which is both nice and exhausting.  I slept like a rock last night - that hardly ever happens.  The weather outside is beautiful right now, and I'm having fun. 

And on that note, I'm off.  Enjoy your evening, dear readers.

~Meaghan

Best. Day. Ever.

I am no longer a single intelligent young woman.  I am now an intelligent young woman in a relationship with an intelligent young man. 

I am so freaking happy.  You have no idea.

More tomorrow.

~Meaghan

Happy Day!

It's official, my dear readers.  I am a published author now.  I have had one of my poems published in the school literary magazine. 

Now, whenever I feel discourages, I can look at that and at my rejection letter from earlier to remind myself that I am on the right path for my life.

It's encouraging.

Everything is going exceptionally well.  My grades are coming up in time for the semester to end, which is nice.  I don't think it's going to be a 4.0, but considering what's gone on this semester, I'm okay with that.  My health is back under control.  I'm losing weight, my moods are managable again, and I'm feeling better than I've felt in a very long time.

And summer is nearly here.  I still don't have a job lined up, but the store my dad works at is hiring so there's a chance I could get employed there.

Summer is going to be wonderful.  I'm going to spend time with my friends and family.  I'm going to get caught up on all my reading.  More toys will be made.  It's going to be great.

Oh, and something even more exciting may be coming about.  But I don't want to talk about it on here until I know for sure.  Don't worry, though.  I'll keep you guys posted.

And now, bed.

~Meaghan

Even More Job Applications.

I'm trying to broaden where I apply to.  This morning I applied to King Soopers, Old Navy, and Staples.  I have a list made up of where I've applied and where I want to send more applications to.  So far, I've applied to over seven different companies.  I have about nine more places that I'm planning on applying to.

Someone's bound to call me in the next few weeks.

It amuses me how similar all the applications are.  Gender - female.  Race - white.  Age - twenty.  Do you have a criminal history - no.  Have you ever been terminated - no.  Blah blah blah, fine print - I agree.  Will you consent to having a drug test done - yes.  Will you consent to a background check - yes.

On and on and on.

And then you have these questionaire survey things where they test your personality.  You like being in a large crowd - agree.  You like working with people - agree. 

Etc, etc, etc.

Fun times. 

It's making me think I should just suck it up and go to Metro after I graduate to get a teaching degree.  But then again, the teaching market is saturated as well.  I think the job market on a whole is saturated like a sponge with water is dripping out of it.

Mmkay, happy thought time cause this is stressing me out.

School is almost done.  I have mixed feelings about it.  On the one hand, I'm thrilled that classes are going to be out for the summer.  But on the other, I'm at that point where I have great friends again and I'm going to miss seeing them on a regular basis.

Provided I get a job, I'll be working this summer, so that'll be good.  And even with working, I'll still be able to see my friends.  And I'll be able to catch up on all my knitting and reading and writing that I've had to put off because of school...

I'm really looking forward to warm weather.  I think this is the first time I'm truly happy about summer.  So many good things are coming about.  I turn 21.  Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows pt. 2 comes out on my b-day, which is cool; one of my friends has invited me to go to the midnight showing with him, which I'm really looking forward to.  I'm actually losing weight so that I can feel less self-concious in a swimsuit, so swimming will be fun.  Dog sitting, riding my bike, learning to roller skate better, and hanging out with friends and family is how I'm planning on spending my days.

It is going to be awesome.

And I'm actually healthy for once, too.  I feel balanced both mentally and emotionally.  That has never really happened before.  I feel like I can take on the world again.  I have a really good support system, I'm surrounded by people who actually like me for ME and who I can be myself around, and I'm feeling like things can't really get any better.

 Plus, my views on dating are starting to change, which is strange.  For the longest time, I was completely turned off of it.  You know how it is - one too many guys who are shallow and insensitive jerks.  But now I think I'm starting to consider the idea as something that's not bad but rather good.  Maybe.  I kind of wonder if that means I'm growing up some.

And tomorrow my poem is released to the general public.  I'm rather proud of myself here.  Now, whenever I feel like my writing is complete crap (which happens to all writers), I can look at the school magazine and remember that I wrote something worth publishing. =)

Now, off to finish the chapter for tomorrow and to fill out more applications.

~Meaghan

My Face Hurts.

No, I did not get punched in the face by a wild elephant or get into an epic bar fight.  Thanks for considering it, though.  (Weren't considering it?  Well, you are now.)

Actually, my face is killing me because I've been laughing so hard tonight.  There is something to be said about being with people who actually understand you and the odd way your brain works.

So what am I doing now?  Packing my backpack, you ask?  Uh, no, but that's probably a good idea.  Running through my presentation on anxiety for psychology that I didn't give last week because we ran out of time?  No, but that's another good idea.  Homework that is due this week that will absolutely wipe me out like windex wipes out streaks if I don't get it done?  Again, no.

 (Kudos to me for the analogy, though.  I'll make a decent writer yet.)

I'm procrastinating. 

It's the weather.  Spring is here in full force.  My allergies are so bad right now that my eyes are perpetually puffy.  And they burn.  My mom made a comment about it this morning:

Mom: Honey, are you ok?

Me: Actually, yes.  I feel the best I've felt in a very long time.  Why?

Mom:  You just seem kind of...out of it.  You don't look like you in your eyes.  They aren't as clear as they normally are.

Me: *Looks in mirror* Oh my God, I look like a stoner!  When did that happen??

So yeah.  Between that and the acne party that my face decided to throw last night (apparently I wasn't invited until the aftermath party this morning when I looked in the mirror), I kind of look like a mess.  I don't mean, I just do. 

Should I worry about?  Who knows.  I've always believed that beauty is more than skin deep, so hopefully no one will judge me this week because of my appearance.  But even if they do, what's it to me?  I'm untouchable at this point.

So I've discovered that I've got massive jitters with this new medicine I'm taking.  I'm going to give it until Monday before I call the doctor.  Hopefully my system will adapt.  I'm really tired of not being able to eat consistently.

And now I have to go let my neighbor's dog out. 

~Meaghan

P.S. - Yay for double posting!

Done!

All my homework for Tuesday is done.  It is an amazing thing.

I went out with two of my friends this weekend, which was awesome.  I needed some girl time; it was well earned.  No details will be given here, though, because I'm fried and do not feel like it.  Oh yeah, I'm one of those people.

My zombie speech is ready to go.  By popular demand of various friends and forum members, I'm going to try to have one of my classmates film it on my camera.  Provided all goes well, it will be up on youtube before the week is over.

Although, why anyone would want to watch footage of me, I have no idea.  I sound like a four year old on video and talk really fast and really loud when I'm nervous.  (Or do the complete opposite and clam up, but it's public speaking, so that won't happen...)

I'm starting to feel nervous about it.  Very nervous about it.  Speeches are scary, no matter what they're on.  But hey.  I want to survive the zombies and I want others to survive them as well, so it's well worth it.

Hopefully I can make it through with a straight face.

Oh, so you guys know how I was kind of concerned about wildfires last week? 

Yeah.  There's one fairly close to us now.  My mom and sister went to get my dad from his second job and got turned away because the road they normally take was closed.  As far as I can tell, crews have it under control and it's going to take a lot for it to get us evacuated. 

But still.  Scary stuff. 

On top of it, my mom was asking me this morning what I would take should we be evacuated.

I happen to have a list:

~ My stuffed rabbit and dog. (Yes, I'm nearly 21 and still sleep with stuffed animals; if this bothers you, get over it.)

~ My violin, because that really is priceless and even though I don't play it very often, I still love it.

~ My computer, because most of my stories and important things that I've written or worked on are saved on it.  (Although, I could back them all up to my flash drive and just save my flash drive...)

~ Various notebooks and journals, all filled with random snippets that would make great stories down the road.

~ My knitting, cause I've been working on that needle collection for years now.

I think those are the most pressing things.  I have a dresser drawer full of "memories" that I might grab if I get the chance.  But really, I just want my family to be safe.  People can't be replaced and I don't know what I would do if something were to happen to anyone I love.

I would go crazy.  I know that much.

Oh, that's such a happy, uplifting topic.  Not.

Let's leave on a happy note.  I had a cupcake with my lunch today.  That's happy.  And rocking out with really loud music and friends are happy things.  How bout some rainbows, butterflies, and unicorns?

Everyone about to puke rainbows from the overflow of sickeningly sweet thoughts?

Excellent.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend, cyberland readers.

~Meaghan