Slept Like Home

I now have my own bed. And I slept good last night. Really good. But that was bad. I woke up this morning and it felt so much like home that I start feeling for my dog. I didn't find her, so I sat up to look for her and realized where I was. I miss my dog. I miss my family too. But I can't ever talk to my dog her email her or anything. I've just disappeared from her. Dad says she's just being mopey since I didn't come home. I hope she doesn't die of depression. It really honestly feels weird falling asleep and waking up without my dog there on my bed. She's been sleeping on my bed for the past 7 1/2 years. Old habits die hard.

Complications and Frustrations

About three days before I was suppose to come up to Provo, my phone broke. It won't turn back on. The warranty ran out on it a year ago, so there was nothing I could do except buy a new phone. But, since there is only a month left in the contract, that would be an even bigger waste of money.

I reach Provo Tuesday night, only to discover that I can't move into my apartment until Monday, the day classes start. So I live with Trent and Heidi for a week, sleeping on a blow up mattress.

When my parents leave Sunday afternoon, Mom lets me keep her cellphone so I'm not completely shut off from the world. Sunday evening, the phone breaks. "Oh I killed it! Everything I touch is ruined!" So much for not being completely shut off from the world.

Monday I have classes. During my dance class I discover that it will probably be dropped because there aren't enough people enrolled. I'm about 86% sure that the class is going to get cancelled. I just hope I can get into another dance class.

I moved into my apartment Monday evening (yesterday). I live with 4 other girls. In my building there are about 17 girls (give or take a few). Our building is across the street from a house of boys. And we're just the first two buildings on the street. It's a cool little place, The Colony.

Trent didn't like the idea of leaving me with no way to contact anyone, so he let me borrow his spare laptop until I decide to buy it or otherwise. So now, I have communication. And more good news!! Mom's cellphone was still under warranty so I'll be getting a new phone within the next week. It still bites though; paying for three lines of service and only having one phone. Complications and frustrations.

Creepy Stalker

I come home from work Tuesday night (the one before last Tuesday) to find a bag of Funyuns and a Symphony bar on my bed. It was getting close to my moving away date, so I thought it might have been my parents. I confronted them. They had no idea who it was. They were gone when the surprise was delivered.

My next thought was Jeannie. I had been having a hard time and she was making sure she was there for me. But it wasn't her either. In fact, she was mad because she was planning on sending me a flower (which was beautiful) and kidnapping me, and this person had stole her thunder with onion flavoring and musical chocolate.

My next thought was Dallas since he was the only other person I could think of who knew where my room was. I quickly dismissed this idea and confirmed it. He also had no knowledge of this little scheme.

I knew it had to be someone who came to my house regularly. Otherwise, there's no way they could enter my room without leaving with a few cuts from my dog. She's barks when someone enters the house. She gets down right mean when someone enters my room.

I had nothing to go on. I started getting scared that I had some sort of creepy stalker. And this creepy stalker has a name, but I will withhold that information. I really did not want to have to put up with this, especially since I'm leaving soon.

About five days later, my brother, Jamin texted me. He asked if I had received my payment. Then it all came together. About three weeks earlier I had tended Jamin's kids and in return he was going to get me Funyuns and chocolate. I told him to not worry about it. In fact, I had completely forgotten about the whole thing until he asked me about it.

"You have got to be kidding me!" I couldn't believe. All this time I was freaking out because I thought I had a creepy stalker that would warm up to my dog every time he came by. But in reality, it was my brother, simply delivering my payment. It was a huge relief. And really, looking back on it, it was quite funny.

Didn't See That Coming

Warning: May be spoiler if you have not yet read Falbehaven:Secret of the Dragon Sanctuary.

I stayed up until 2:30 this morning and finished the fourth book of Fablehaven: Secret of the Dragon Sanctuary. And all I have to say is...

WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!

That was the most sneaky, mean thing for him to do. I mean, seriously!!! It was an awesome book, but I'm mad now. Poor Kendra already had a hard time trusting people, and then her best friend turned out to be her enemy! And not just any enemy! He was the dang demon prince!!!

And what about Warren? I mean, hasn't the poor guy had enough. He was stuck a mute albino for a long time. When he was finally cured, I though he was pretty awesome. Then he has to get gored by a "magical flying stag with fangs." Then he breaks two bones in his arm. This guy is having it rough. And to top it all off, now he's stuck in some extra dimensional room with no way out!! Come on! I liked him.

That is so not fair! And now I have to wait until book five comes out. Great.

I did have to laugh though. The conversation my mother and I had this morning consisted of:
"I finished the book last night."
"Weren't you just so--"
"Yeah! What the heck!"
"I know, huh?"
"And Gavin! That was stupid!"
"I know! That made so me mad!"
"Me too!"
"And Kendra's parents."
"Yeah!"
"Who would do that?"
"Jerks! And poor Warren!"
"And Dougan!"
"Yeah! I thought it was a trick."
"Me too! And then I found out."
"When the Giant said the Dragon, I thought he was mistaken."
"I didn't get it until Gavin threatened her."
"Wasn't that so sad?"
"Yeah."
"And Raxtus!"
"Yeah!"
"He was cool!"

Those aren't the exact words, but the conversation went something like that. We were both fired up about it. The Fablehaven series really is good though. I highly recommend those books.

Two Weeks

Remember that blog when I said I have two months left? Well, I'm down to two weeks. Two weeks and I'm out of this little town and into a big school that's probably way out of my league. Why in the world did I choose to go there? And why in the world did I choose to go now?

My mom decided that I can't leave. Not now. Not in winter. I have to stay here. My parents will be empty nesters after I leave. They don't want me to go. As much as they try to hide how much of an effect it will have on them, I can see that this will be hard for them.

My aunt asked my mom what would happen to my dog after I left. (I think she's scared that my mother will kill her like she's always been threatening to do). My poor dog. She freaks out if I'm gone for a few days. I think she's going to go into depression after I leave.

My room is almost cleaned. I've been organizing and throwing things out, getting ready. It's weird. My mom won't let me pack anything into boxes yet. She wants to leave my room the way it is for now. Which is fine by me. It will be nice to come home to something so familiar next summer. But eventually all my stuff will be out of there and my mom will use it as her sewing/quilting room. It's the best room in the house for that; it gets the most sunlight and is good sized.

I cut four of my fingers at Patio last night. One of them was cut three times. I went through four band aids just at work. It wouldn't stop bleeding. It still hurts.

My hands smell really good. They were dry while I was working at the pool this morning so I stole some of Sagan's lotion from her box. Sugar and Spice. Smells really good.

I'll miss the pool, and Patio. Good places to work. Make lots of good friends.

I just saw Talon ride by on his motorcylce, so I had to make a comment on it. :)

My dad's rabbit had more bunnies. Now he has... seventeen(?) total, I think. Our cats are still scared of rabbits even though Sammy died. She was such a cool rabbit.

Prissy is gone. One of our cats. The one named after a Gone With The Wind character. We don't know how she died. No blood, no infection, nothing. It was weird.

All of this I'm going to leave behind. Go where I don't know anyone or any place. Leave all of my friends. Wow. I feel old.

An hour and a half on a bus and I can't sleep. Why? I'm so tired...

Random Quotes

Band is one of the best places to get random quotes. Sadly, I didn't write down any that Mr. Bake said. His were hilarious. But here are a few from David and Jo.

"We're playing this with the eighth-graders? *Groan* I like this song."
-Jo

"How do we play fat?"
-David

"Clothespins don't last forever."
-David

I'm going to miss that class...