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Oh and I forgot to add.. in addition to the "list of things my dog ate" I can now add cat litter because Reba was nice enough to teach him how fun that can be...

So since I've been home Jake has eaten more things that dogs shouldn't eat than ever, which means I think I'm just going to start a list and see where it goes, which will include all of the things I can remember from the time we got him...

1. Winnie the Pooh slipper (check out the picture on Adam's facebook pictures, he was losing his teeth at the time and Pooh got bloody)

2. Too many dog toys to be able to count them all

3. Same goes for cardboard boxes

4. Four flip-flops, all Kristen's

5. One pair of shorts

6. One tank top

7. One plastic sewing box (he started to crap out tiny plastic pieces, which meant a trip to the vet)

8. Mom's fabric scraps

9. Kristen's yarn

10. Dante's Inferno (a book)

11. A TV remote (Charter wasn't too happy when we returned it)

12. The blinds in our apartment (which they were nice enough not to charge us for)

13. The arm to my favorite chair

14. A Wii nunchuck

15. My mom's pin cushion for her sewing pins and needles, including the pins (puked that up all over the carpet in the hallway)

16. The black edging for mom's garden

17. A blanket

18. A kitchen floor rug

19. Three bag straps (which makes it a whole lot harder to carry two of our duffle bags and one school bag)

I love my dog, but sometimes I don't think he's the brightest crayon in the box, and he's only a year, so the fun is just beginning.

My Boss: So are you a Red Wings fan?
Me: Who isn't?
My Boss: I hate the Red Wings.
Me: Is it because they are god's gift to hockey?

My boss walked away.

The End!

Every day I wish that people would come visit. Some days I just wish it harder than others.

So we had fun this week. Jeremy and I spent our time in Gaylord, where skiing/snowboarding fun was had by all. I'll be back in Ypsi eventually. I was going to stay home and spend sometime with my family but they apparently won't be around, so I might come back tonight.

not once did you offer to stay. i'd have said no, but all i wanted you to do was ask

I'm curious

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Mary+C+Acton

give it a try for me.

I just want to have classes like a normal person!!!!!!!!!!!!

Summer is almost over, how crazy? Finally back in Ypsi and at band camp. The last month flew by.. a lot of working, teaching a band camp, a ride in an ambulance followed immediately by some time in the hospital, and then starting band camp on some seriously screwed up meds, and now band camp (which is going great btw). We've already put pre-game on the field in about a day. I'm getting to spend time with my amazing boyfriend finally, which is making me happy. Working on getting moved into the apartment is interesting. We spend tweleve hours a day at band and try to move in on the in-between times. I can't really do anything else in there until I get some furniture which won't happen until this weekend, so in the mean time I'm staying at Jeremy's. It amuses me that he sleeps on the couch while I sleep in his bed. We have very different sleeping habits though, so it's okay. I like to go to bed before the sun starts coming up.... Almost time to go back to band.. lata.

I start my internship tomorrow.. wish me luck.

So I went and talked with my intership guy and we tried to set up a schedule. I've learned that I'll have no life. The shifts are 12 hours long and go from 6am to 6pm or 6pm to 6am. Ask me how excited I am about being up at 4:30 in the morning.. go ahead ask me. I spent today thinking about things and realized that there is no possible way that I'll be able to survive 19 credit hours, marching band, TBS, interning, homework, and seeing that boy that I love so much. I decided to drop one of my classes, so now I'm down to 16 hours, which I hope helps. I'm never going to sleep, but I guess that doesn't really matter. I'm freaking out about this though. It's a lot to do, plus I may have to get a real job since I don't get paid for this internship. The good news is that between loans and scholarships I won't have to pay for any of this semester and might even get a refund which will be nice. I tried to figure out the math and if I use a tank of gas a week, by the end of the semester that'll be somewhere around $900 for gas. Someone please explain to me how the hell I'm going to afford that and my rent and food and everything else that needs to be paid for. I don't want to have to ask mommy and daddy for help, but if gas keeps going as crazy as it is, I may not have a choice. There just need to be more hours in the day. I'm going to need a lot of help just trying to stay sane this semester.

Man I hope some rich realitive I don't know about dies and lives me a million dollars.

Apparently I don't really want to have an internship. Something about fate intervening I guess. At least that's how I feel about it. For those who don't know, I got offered an internship with the Livingston County Sheriff's Department that I really want to be able to take, but it conflicts a little with marching band. I feel like I've spent forever trying to get a hold of someone to work something out so I can do both, but nobody wants to return my calls or emails. Someone please explain to me why they preach about good communication and suck at it so badly themselves. Boerma said I needed to talk to Waymire, so I tried talking to Waymire. I've sent emails, I've called, I even tried to talk to him in person at Scouts rehearsal, none of which have actually gotten me anywhere. He was too busy at rehearsal to talk then, which I completely understand, and I also understand that he only has limited access to email, but it takes four seconds to make a phone call. And he can't use an "I don't have the number" excuse because I've given it to him every time I've left a message, and it shows up on caller id. I feel like I'm pesturing the hell out of him, but this is important to me. Why is it that I finally get something I really want, but it's just out of reach?

If I were to lose you,
I don’t know what I’d do.
Life would be so empty,
My heart would be torn.

If I were to lose you,
Days would seem like years.
I couldn’t live without you,
Not through a million tears.

If I were to lose you,
In darkness you'd shine through.
I'd turn of all the lights,
Just to catch a glimpse.

If I were to lose you,
Days would seem like years.
I couldn't live without you,
Not through a million tears.



Not one of my best, but I mean every word of it.

Promise Me Forever

Every second of every day,
In my dreams
Thinking of you
Hoping to see you
Praying to touch you
Wishing you’d hold me
A second longer
Your gentle kiss,
Melting me down
Waiting on forever
I’ll give you my heart,
Like no one else
Promise me forever.

Sometimes poetry is the only way to say it.

Am I just being stupid? I know that the distance makes this very hard, but I don't think that means that I should feel like everything I say is wrong and that you do have things you'd prefer to be doing. I hate this feeling like I want to cry but don't have the tears to do it. I never want to stop loving you, and that is something that will always remain unfaultering, but how do I keep myself from questioning your feelings for me? Sometimes it's very hard to tell whether I've said something wrong, and though it usually turns out to be nothing instead of something, I fear that eventually it's going to be something instead of nothing. Oddly enough, you very rarely say anything to the contrary. I hate that I need this reassurance so much, but I'm not used to this feeling. I've spent so long being afraid of ever being this in love with someone that I'm not sure how to react to it now that it's happened. I'm usually the one who ends up screwing up someone when it comes to love, and I don't want to do that to you. You're the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me and I'd do anything to keep that forever, but I'm so afraid that you're mad at me sometimes that I just don't know. Is it the distance or is it something else entirely?

Do you ever feel like you're just an after thought and that you are taking time away from something he really would rather be doing?

Turns out that I have no idea how to use a live journal. It seems that I have had this for a little to long without actually having written anything in it. Mostly because there are many things that I write down and don't want people to see, so they get to go here, but it seems to me that I can find out about what's going on in other people's lives this way too. We'll give it a shot and see how it goes.

Way to weird having a journal again, but I figure why not? Can't wait to go home this weekend.. totally missin' my puppies. Well, off to screw with my settings to make this page seriously awesome.