So today I called my mom, and she was acting kind of weird, saying things like “I’m so proud of you!” and saying that she loved me a lot and stuff. It just seemed out of the blue really.

I mean not that she doesn’t think like this all of the time…but you know! :-)

So anyways, I come to find out that she visited my blog recently and read my previous post and was touched about it apparently.

Okay, all together now:

Awwwwwwwwwwwww!!!

He he. :-)

However, in other news:

Oye.

Today was just one big sweating-your-ass-off type of days. I woke up at around noon-ish, and then my dad called after I got out of the shower at around 1PM. He said he wanted to come up and pick up my refridgerator along with the ‘big stuff’, which meant my TV, VCR, DVD player as well as my PS2 and anything else I had packed. Well, I didn’t really have anything else packed.

And I needed to do laundry.

So, I went downstairs and put my laundry in washers and came back up, I re-made my bed (I washed my sheets today again…), packed about 2 containers worth of clothing and things like this, unplugged my fridge, and then I had to go back downstairs to put my clothing into the dryers.

I get back up again about 10 minutes later, I have to wipe down my fridge because after it defrosted, I have a mini-freezer on top (you know those types of fridges…) and so there was water everywhere from the buildup of ice on the freezer…

So I had to wipe that all down, folded my laundry, and packed away my DVD player and everything else along with the cords in a bag. My brother called to tell me that they were leaving Menards (apparently dad had to pick up brick…I don’t know what he is doing to our house but I’m sure it’s okay as long as mom likes it ha ha) and that they would be there soon.

About 10 minutes later, my brother and dad come in. The load up my fridge on the cart, and my 2 plastic containers that I so neatly packed for them, as well as my TV on another cart.

Then, after I helped them load all of the crap into the van, I went back upstairs, grabbed my Biology stuff and went to the library to finish up my biology which was due at midnight tonight (online quizzes, yay! –> Sarcasm) and then I came back at around 7PM, blinking and blinded by the sunlight, eat, study some more.

Then, I started packing again at around 11:30PM…I mean I packed practically EVERYTHING! Sheesh! My parents are coming up tomorrow and I STILL got stuff to pack…like my bedding.

Yeah, I’ll be like a homeless person with a newspaper as a cover, you know?

Just kidding!

Naw, my parents are bringing me up a sleeping bag to sleep in on top of my bed so that’s exciting as hell — Really. ;-)

Okay so this was officially the most boring entry I’ve ever done in my entire life. Okay maybe not THE most boring, but it comes close to number one if you know what I mean.

So, I’ll end this entry like it began:

Oye. :-)

This whole day feels like it has been one giant reflection time for me.

For some reason, all of my classes have been like “This is the world”. We’ve been listening to inspirational music, which is also calming, and we’ve also just been talking about the whole semester, and how it is the end of the year.

So, I’ve definitely been reflecting.

I feel that I have changed a lot this year. Not just physically (The Freshman 15…Argh.), but also mentally. I feel I am stronger mentally than I was at the beginning of the year, and this is in part because of all of my experiences.

DISCLAIMER: Read at your own risk. ;-) (It’s probably going to be long)

I’ve experienced success.

This is the most recent feeling. Not the type of success that you feel by getting a good grade on a test type of success, but the feeling of a successful life. I’ve been to an interview for a job in the technical (computer) field as a computer consultant. I was accepted into that job, and I am now going to work full-time over the summer.

I also applied to go to the Women Leadership Conference in Washington DC. And I was accepted into it. This is an all-expense paid trip to Washington DC to attend a conference for an entire weekend and part of the week.

Finally, I volunteered last semester at our local library (Milner), and I was called yesterday to attend a dinner at the President of ISU’s house on campus. Needless to say that was fun. :-)

I’ve experienced fear.

Now, I’m not talking about the type of fear you get from a storm, but truly afraid type of fear.

This came about when the power went out in our dorm, and the basement of Hewett (adjoining dorm) was on fire. They evacuated the entire dorm of Hewett, and the top couple of floors of Manchester.

I can still remember the burning rubber smell that was infiltrating the room. I remember being outside, safe. But all of my stuff was up in my room. I was thinking about all of my stuff and what I would have done if it had all been ruined because of smoke.

I’ve experienced distress.

This mainly came from my newest ex-boyfriend, Vince L. He mainly ruined my entire Spring Break by saying he broke up with me when he clearly didn’t. If you want that full story, I advise you click here. :-)

I’ve experienced family.

Just knowing that they will always care for me is a great feeling. That they support my decisions and be happy for me when necessary. I’ve also experienced the same unconditional love that I’ve felt my whole life towards my family, maybe even more.

I’ve also realized, that since I cannot be with my family up here at school, I’ve unconsciously seeked out friends that feel like my family. Friends who support me and who have helped me.

I’ve found meaning.

In life, in everything really. At first, I was re-evaluating my life, what I wanted and how certain people were impacting parts of my life. I was unsure of my major, if I could really do this major or if computers really was to hard of a field for me to devote myself to.

I finally realized that computers really were the best major for me. I also realized that I wanted computers in my job, even if that meant for the rest of my life. I realized my goals, what I planned to get out of this major and what the school was able to teach me.

I’ve found friendship.

At first, Lauren, Joanette and I were one happy triangle of friends. Kind of an odd triangle at first, but once you look at us, you immediately see why. We just clicked together.

Lauren, Joanette and I are all in the same class, and we have been since day one at this university when it came to our majors (all in the computer/technical field).

More recently, though, Joanette was lost.

The professor said that she would have to give Joanette a ‘D’ out of the class, ITK 168, because she did really badly on all of her tests. The professor said that the only wait Joanette would be able to get a ‘C’ out of the class; she would have had to get a 100 percent on the final.

At first it came as a shock. I knew something was wrong when I went to go and work on our last program for the semester, and Joanette said that she didn’t need to do it anymore. She was in pain, but I didn’t understand.

Lauren said that she didn’t know either, although for some reason I knew deep down that Lauren already knew, that she was being sensitive towards the feelings Joanette and not telling me, which was very kind of her.

I’ve experienced diversity.

Not just at the school, but everywhere now.

Coming from a town which is 99% white people (me being white myself), I’ve never really had the diversity feeling of everyone coming together.

I think I had my first diversity ’shock’ I guess you can say, when I went to work at Vrooman and discovered that it was the first time in my entire life that my boss was African American. It was shocking!

I also realized that, above all else, I truly like diversity.

And, I don’t know what it is, but I feel I can communicate a lot better with a different race than I can with my own race. Now I’m obviously not racist, but what is up with that?

I mean, when I take a step back and look at all of my friends, I realize that almost all of them are a different race other than my own.

I mean Lauren, Joanette, Sherika, Latoya, and Cortez are all a different race other than my own. (All are African American)

I mean, although I joked about it with Sherika and Joanette, I think that there may have been some truth when I said I was going to ‘defy all odds’ and live in a city of all African American people. ;-)

I’ve experienced mistakes.

Mistakes mostly being about finding an apartment for this summer, realizing that my family is truly looking out for me. Shai, mom and dad should know that they are really appreciated in my life. :-)

Another mistake I guess you can say is my love for culture. Wanting to go to another country, but still feeling the same sense of culture want by changing my mood and wanting to go to another state.

I’ve experienced love.

I save more love for my family than any other set of people in this world.

My mom, my brother, my dad, and Shai — and also the rest of my family. I don’t think anyone can feel as much love for them as I do now. I don’t know if they know that or not, but I’m sure they have all figured out that I love them a lot, even if I can’t even express in words how much I appreciate and love them.

And that’s a good feeling.