Thursday, September 29, 2016

Someone To Confide In

At this point in my life, I've found it really hard to find someone to confide in. Up to this point in my life, I've had my two best friends that were close enough I could throw a stone and hit their houses. Now that I'm away at school, one of them is out of the country, and the other is attending college in a different state, it's harder for us to "get together" to talk about our lives and get advice from each other like we used to.

More recently I've been craving some boy talk, mainly because I'm not sure what to do about my dating life and the guys who have started to pop up in it. I've mainly just been silently confused and trying to avoid everyone at all costs... Which isn't a good way to go about it.

Since this has been something I've been thinking about a lot, I decided to make a little list of what I've been looking for in a person to confide in with the personal stuff.

The most important thing that I look for is their ability to keep things a secret. I wouldn't feel comfortable sharing personal things with this person if I thought they were going to tell everyone else that they know what I'd said.

The second most important thing to me is whether or not they're a compassionate person. I like to think that I'm pretty compassionate, which makes me seek it out in others. Being able to feel like someone really understands and is willing to help (where needed) is amazing! 

One of the things that I really look for in someone to confide in is their availability. If they never want to hang out with me or get together, then I wouldn't have the opportunity to confide in them or for them to confide in me as well. 

For me, it's important to have someone like this so that I don't keep everything bottled up. I also need someone who will reassure me that I'm not crazy or doing the complete "wrong" thing. Plus, being able to talk through a lot of things helps give me some clarity - I'm able to look at the big picture and see what's really going on. 

This post was kind of random, but I hope someone will find it helpful in some way. 

I'll see you on Tuesday.

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Locking My Keys in My Car

A few weeks ago, I ended up not having to work in the morning like I thought I would but I didn't want to go back to my apartment only to come back later for class so I hung out in my car. I called my mom and talked with her for a while, and then I grabbed my backpack and went to my classes.

About 3 hours later, when I was just getting back to my car and rummaging through my backpack for my keys to unlock the doors I realized that my keys were in my backpack. Of course my first thought was that I'd dropped them somewhere, so I retraced my steps to see if I could find them. When I didn't find them, I went back to my car and I looked through one of the windows of my car. There were my keys, just hanging out on the passenger seat.

That morning, when I had gone back to my car and talked to my mom, I put my keys on the seat under my backpack instead of in the pocket on my backpack like I normally do! So when I grabbed my backpack and went to class, my keys were left behind and locked in my car (I lock my car using the button on the door rather than using my keys).

My first call was, of course, to my roommate because I have a spare set of keys in my room. However, she didn't answer me, so I called my Dad to see if he had any ideas for what I could do. I decided that I would just have to walk back to the apartment and hope that my RA wasn't in class so I could get the spare key to get in (My apartment key is on the same ring as my car keys, so they were also locked in my car).

My roommate then texted me and said that she'd just left the apartment so she couldn't get my keys for me. I tried to get her to go back, because if she'd just left it wouldn't be a huge deal for her to turn around to grab my keys. She then said she didn't know where my spare keys were, and after I said they were hanging right next to the door of my room she stopped responding.

Frustrated, I called my dad again and he reassured me that things would be fine because he found a place that would come unlock my car for free because I'm a student.

I did get my keys back, and I did get home safely.
To my utter shock, my roommate was home when I got there.

I'll see you on Thursday.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Life Update - Gall Bladder Removal

You may have noticed, I took down my last post about My Fitness Plan. The reason behind that is because I currently am not in a state of health where exercising is a good idea...

This is going to be a long and pretty chatty post, so if you like these than stick around!

On Monday, the 19th, I went into the emergency room at 1:00am. I had called my mom because I was having extreme abdominal pain, and she called a taxi that drove me to the emergency room. When I got there, the man at the front desk was very slow in asking me questions like "what's your name" "what's your permanent residence" "do you have any emergency contacts you want us to call" "who is your insurance provider" while I was leaning on the counter in quite a bit of pain. A nurse came around the corner, saw me, and had me into a room and on a bed faster than I could keep up with.

After asking me a few questions, and wheeling me down the hall for a very heavy-handed ultrasound, they determined that it was my gall bladder. I kept my mom as up to date as I could about what was going on, but as soon as I said it was my gall bladder, she loaded up in the car and drove the 8 hours to get here - so for part of this story I was unable to talk to my mom because she was driving to get to me.

The nurse gave me some morphine, but it hardly touched the level of pain I was feeling. When she came back in and asked if I was feeling better, she was very surprised when I said no. I was given more morphine, which also did very little to help with the pain. Eventually, they tried another type of pain medication with little to no avail as well. I went from a 9 in pain to about a 7 after all of the pain medications that they gave me.

Originally, they planned on calling a surgeon to see when I would be able to get my gall bladder removed later that Monday or on Tuesday. However, after the pain went down to a 7 I was beyond tired and I started to fall asleep. Every time I would start to dose off, the machine monitoring (I think) my oxygen levels would start to beep and a nurse would come in to remind me to breath. They decided to admit me into the actual hospital to monitor my breathing as well as managing my pain levels.

Around 6:30am Monday Morning, I was finally taken to a hospital room where I was able to get some actual sleep for 3 or 4 hours. For the duration of the time I was in the hospital I was hooked to an IV, and every time I needed to use the bathroom I had to call for a nurse to help me walk there, so every time I needed to go it took some time before I could get back to sleep. I was also woken up almost every hour so that my vitals could be checked and written down. Several people from my church happen to work at the hospital, and they were very helpful in answering my questions and making sure that I was as comfortable as I could be.

When noon rolled around, my mom was here and sitting by me in my hospital room when I woke up.  I was really relieved that she was there, even though I am a legal adult. It's always nice to have an adultier adult in times of need.

Rather than tell you about all my trips to the bathroom with nurses, I'll cut to the chase and say that I finally got my gall bladder out at 5:30pm because that was the soonest the surgeon had an opening. My mom waited for me, and got the photos and everything from my surgeon while I was in recovery still waking up.

Waking up was really terrifying for me, mainly because they kept telling me that I shouldn't open my eyes and couldn't touch them (I'm not sure why). I also kept shivering and feeling the blankets on me move around even though I wasn't moving them. There were also these weird things that kept squeezing my legs, which was very weird to me. After a little while of feeling freaked out and disoriented and cold, someone asked if I was okay going back to my mom, and that's where I was next.

My mom got a towel and cleaned something off of my eyes how the nurses said, and then I could open my eyes. I found out later when the medications they'd given me were wearing off that although the gall bladder pain was gone, the surgery pain was there and almost as bad. Since they had done the surgery so late in the day, they decided to keep me another night to make sure that I was starting off the recovery process on the right foot. The nurses kept saying that I was an A+ patient because I was really kind but also vocal about what I was feeling. Around 12:30am, when I'd gotten up to use the bathroom, the nurse who had come to help me tied a band around my chest under my armpits and I took a little walk around the nurses station, where I got lots of applause.

I checked out of the hospital with my mom at noon on Tuesday, and my mom was really on top of doing my laundry and dishes and cleaning the things that I normally do so that I wouldn't feel like I was slacking even though I needed to be a bit of a lump for a few days. My mom was also really good about making sure that I was eating - my stomach was gargley and it felt like it was full of air, which was uncomfortable enough for me not to want to eat anything. One of the big things that my mom helped me with was carrying/lifting things for me. All of the incisions are on my stomach so leaning over hurt like nobody's business, and my doctor gave me a weight limit for these first few weeks after surgery.

My mom went back home thing morning, so I'm on my own again trying to get everything worked out with professors and work, as well as figuring out what homework I need to be doing.

I get tired really easily, but the pain had gone down quite a bit. I'm taking normal, over the counter pain medications to manage my pain now. Eating is still hard for me because my stomach still feels off, and I still can't lift things... But I only have to go through this once, and my life will be a lot better without my pesky gall bladder causing so many issues for me!

Tuesday, September 20, 2016


As you know, I live in an apartment where my Pet options are very limited. I more recently picked out a Male Betta Fish from the local pet store, and got everything I would need to care for him. I got a small tank, a small castle-looking decoration, and a moss ball as well as some food and a small bottle of stress coat for when I change the water. 

I've named this handsome boy Sebastian, and he's my college pet. 

I love caring for animals, and being away from my guinea pigs and my main tank of tropical fish often makes me sad. I was delighted to get Sebastian, and taking care of him is one of the highlights of my day! Plus, it's nice to be able to watch him swim around while I'm working on school things. I have him on my desk, so I can see him all the time. 

Being a college student, I don't have the time or the means to care of a pet that requires a lot of maintenance, but Sebastian is a very easy pet to take care of because he has so few needs for me to fill. However, the maintenance he does need I'm more than happy to do.

Compared to my 20 gallon tank at home, this tank is very easy to maintain, but I still like to spend time making sure it's all perfect for Sebastian. If you'd like to know what I do for Sebastian and how I maintain his tank, let me know and I'll write it up!

I'll see you on Thursday. 

Thursday, September 15, 2016

More About Me?

I've been tossing around the idea of doing more posts about me and my life. Talking about things like school, relationships, classes, and advice I have based on what I've experienced. However, I'm not sure how entertaining that would be... Why read about my life? But I also know that we don't really need more posts about makeup routines, favorite products, or things like that.

Right from the start of this blog I said that I was going to post about whatever I think of that I want to write about, which is still true, I've just been wanting to write more about my own life than anything else.

For the time being I'm going to try it out, and see how it goes. I'm still planning on posting every Tuesday and Thursday, but if I don't have enough things to say I might switch to posting once a week instead of twice a week...

Basically I just wanted to let you as my reader know that this is going to be a time of adjust for me and for this blog so that I can shift more into what I'm interested in writing about at the moment.

Thanks for always being so supportive!

I'll see you on Tuesday.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Roommate Problems

If you want to read about my experience with my roommate up to this point, you can go HERE and HERE.

Alright, so things really haven't been that great with my roommate.

It started off with small things that didn't seem like big deals at all - Her showering before and after sleeping, her using some of my plates and bowls, her having guys over, and things like that. She seemed like a normal college girl and I was still certain that we would get along well! However, that certainty faded pretty quickly...

Her sleep schedule is messed up, so she's showering 5 or 6 times every day. She has her own dishes but will continue to use mine. She won't let me know when she has guys staying over, and occasionally one will just walk into my room thinking that it's hers (Okay, that one isn't that bad, but what if I was changing and a random guy just walks in??). This stuff was starting to bother me, but I figured that I just needed to adjust some and maybe talk with her if I really couldn't handle it.

Then things got worse. She started taking hour long showers 3 or 4 times a day, and using my bowls to hold fruit and bananas, she would put her own dishes in the dishwasher and run it but leave my things (even the ones she used of mine) out of the dishwasher for me to wash myself, and she was starting to let guys stay overnight.

I tried to get her to find the time to talk to me so that we could work some of this stuff out, and she started avoiding me. When she knew I was out of my room, she'd be in hers with the door closed and her TV on loudly. When I was in my room she would be out of her room. It wasn't hard for her to do that because, for the most part, she's asleep when I'm awake anyway (or she's in one of her classes).

However, I was still determined to be friends with her and work out our differences!

Her birthday was the second day of school, so I got some decorations and I made her a cake! When she woke up and saw the decorations and the cake, she seemed upset that I'd wanted to celebrate her birthday. I told her that she could eat the cake whenever, because I didn't know if she had friends coming over or not, and that I had matches to light the candles. She went back to her room, I didn't see her for a few days, and then about a week later she finally took a piece of the cake - which she ate a few bites of and then threw away. She didn't touch the cake again after that, and I made the decision to stop putting effort into trying to be friends with her.

She started to tell me (a majority of the time not in person) that when I wash my dishes I need to wash hers too, even though she doesn't do the same for me. She'd tell me when she would eat some of my food but when I'd ask her if I could have some of her food she would say no. When I light my candle she complains that I've mad the apartment smell like fruit. After cleaning, she'd tell me that I was doing it wrong even though she doesn't clean. At one point she even decided to switch which can in our kitchen was for regular trash and which one was for the recycle without telling me, but I'm the one who takes out the trash so I don't know why she would do that (I'm serious, she won't take the trash out! After they're full, she sets a cardboard box next to the can and started to put trash in that rather than taking the trash out. I once tried to avoid taking it out until she did, but it got so full and took up a lot of the kitchen and smelled so bad that I just took it out).

I don't recommend this, but I started to be very passive aggressive towards her so that even though we rarely see each other she would know I was going to do my best not to do things for her anymore.

On Saturdays I clean my half of everything - my half of the bathroom mirror, my bathroom sink, I vacuum my own floor (and every once in a while the rest of the floor because she doesn't vacuum and it bothers me). I wash all my own dishes (since she won't wash them with hers, I don't wash hers with mine), I clean out my half of the fridge and freezer, I only put away my own dishes, and I even have my own separate ice cube tray from hers in the freezer. At one point I even put her moldy fruit (she rarely eats the fruit she buys before it goes bad, but she won't let me eat any of it) into one of her own bowls so that I could wash my bowl. I left her bowl of moldy fruit on the counter, and I don't think she noticed it for a few days before throwing away the fruit.

I don't recommend being passive aggressive with someone you live with who is already doing things that really bother you because when you're showing them that you won't do things for them they'll do the exact same thing to you. Like if you lock your keys in your car, and ask them to bring you your spare set - but that's a story for another post.

All in all, things aren't going at all how I thought they would. It's going to be a tough school year in this continues.

I'll see you on Thursday

Thursday, September 8, 2016

60 Things that Make Me Smile

  1. Animals
  2. Family
  3. Puns
  4. Classic Movies
  5. Popcorn
  6. Pink Nail Polish
  7. Cute Shoes
  8. Easy Homework
  9. Sparkling Water
  10. Anything and Everything Floral
  11. Professors that Make Jokes
  12. Letters (sending them and receiving them)
  13. Rain Boots
  14. Bedknobs and Broomsticks 
  15. Blankets
  16. Fuzzy Socks
  17. Bubble Baths
  18. Rings that Spin
  19. Nickels
  20. Basically Every Disney Movie Ever
  21. Pink Dresses with Bows
  22. Washi Tape
  23. Erasable Pens
  24. Shopkins (I know... They're just so cute!)
  25. Tiny Dishes and Bowls
  26. Red Lipstick
  27. Small Sticky Notes
  28. Left-Handed Things (even though I'm not left handed)
  29. Blogs
  30. Youtube Videos
  31. New Makeup Brushes
  32. Taking the Plastic Cover off of Things
  33. Small Children
  34. Not So Small Children
  35. Pet Stores
  36. Books
  37. Songs that Everyone Knows the Words To
  38. Festivals
  39. Taking Photos
  40. People Watching
  41. Parades
  42. Dad Jokes
  43. Friends
  44. Writing (both on this blog and in my journal)
  45. Making Lists
  46. Brushing My Teeth
  47. Pretty Smelling Perfumes
  48. Stickers
  49. Colorful Paper
  50. Bulky Jewelry
  51. Motivational Quotes
  52. Animal Videos
  53. Brightly Colored Wrapping Paper
  54. Floss
  55. Foofy Scarves
  56. Talking to My Grandma
  57. Newly Sharpened Pencils
  58.  Erasers That Work
  59. Cute Family Photos
  60. Long Walks

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

8 Month Resolution Update

Resolution 1: Save up the money that I need to be able to pay for my Housing and Textbooks for the 16-17 school year on my own

I've already purchased my textbooks on my own, and paid 2 months of rent on my own! So far everything seems to be going well with this resolution, but I am worried that once my homework load picks up I'll have less time to work so I'll earn less money towards my rent... We'll see how it goes.

Resolution 2: DRINK MORE WATER!!!!!!

I've been keeping up with this one really well! I feel really hydrated and happy!

Resolution 3: Read at least 20 books by the end of the year

I'm worried I won't be able to complete this Resolution... I've been thinking about getting into audio books to be able to listen to books rather than read them while I'm going to and from my classes.

Resolution 4: Clean my room every Saturday

I'm back at this resolution! In my apartment I have a normal sized room (WWAAYY bigger than the broom closet of a dorm room I was in last school year) so when it gets messy it takes me longer to clean it up. So far, though, I've been able to stay on top of it every Saturday.

Resolution 5: Stop Eating after 9pm

Once again I'm doing really well with this resolution! I've been getting ready for bed around 9 and actually going to sleep around 10 or 11 so I haven't been eating late anymore!

Resolution 6: Snack less, eat actual Meals more

Now that I'm cooling my own food I'm doing much better with this one than I was last year. However, I'm a tad worried that after I run out of things to make I'll be at a loss for meals and will go back to eating snacks all the time because they're easier.

Thursday, September 1, 2016

August 2016 Overview

A lot of things happened in August. Starting out I had a whole bunch of things going on that kept me busy and away from this blog (if you want to read about it you can HERE). However, I was able to get everything done and get the things I needed for school!

After getting back to school, I worked several days in a row for 5-10 hours at a time. I also unpacked everything and went to WalMart about a million times. Luckily I have a car this year, so I can run errands without having to walk everywhere. Walking was what took up most of my time last school year. My apartment is everything I'd hoped it would be! Plus, it's a good 15 minute walk away from the center of campus so I can get my exercise in when I'm heading to class in the morning.

So far my classes are awesome! I'm taking 17 credits worth of classes at the moment... I may have to drop a few classes to lighten my work load, but I'n hopeful that I'll be able to manage it all!

I've also gotten back into my normal blogging schedule - which is great! I love this blog and I love being able to write about anything and everything.

How was your August? Let me know!

I'll see you on Tuesday
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