a new life

To my faithful blog readers, I apologize. According to a friend, I haven't updated in over two weeks.

Everything here is wonderful. I've only been here for a little over a week and it already feels like home. Maybe that's because it used to be home.


My roommate is super nice and we get along great which is nice. My classes are all good for the most part. Everything is pretty organized. I've been able to hang out with old friends. I've made A LOT of acquaintances. I've gone to church both Sundays that I have been here. The cafeteria food isn't horrible. I didn't have to take out a certain loan because the newspaper job is helping me pay it off. I went to the movies with two new friends the other night. My closet space is huge.


On the bad side, my books cost a lot of money. I haven't even attempted to look for a job. I've pondered changing my major again. I'm still a procrastinator and I'm still addicted to Facebook. But hey, what's new?


This is life though. These are the best times of your life, right? My list of things to do grows each and every day. I really, really need to get another job so I can start saving up for a car that's only ten years younger than me rather than twenty. I really don't have any extra time. I pondered laying off this semester and doing the paper and everything and then next semester having zero afternoon classes, only early 8 a.m. classes so that I would have the whole afternoon open for a job. This means I would have zero social life but hey, at least I'm getting it this semester? I don't know. What do you guys think? No, seriously, COMMENT fools!


I have no Labor Day plans. I pondered going home but my mom is working for the most part and Dylan won't even be there so that's not going down!



There's my update.

It's so sad to say good bye but think how sad it'd be if you'd never said hello

I can seriously say that I love this boy. No, not in a romantic way, but as in very good friends.



He’s the one guy who knows exactly how to get under my skin and irritate me to no end. I’ve had to deal with him making fun of my feet and giving me crap for eating food all the time. Yet he’s also the one who knows just what to say to make me laugh. I mean, c’mon, at one time his nickname for me was Nuts.

I thought it'd be appropriate to add a candid shot of us. This is a normal picture of us - him saying something rude to me. I look completely disgusted while he's just being his normal joking self.



I’ve known him since he was in fourth grade. I still remember him and Dylan tying Christa and I up in their backyard. I even knew this boy when his voice was still high and he was eight or more inches shorter than me!

Over the years we've become closer and closer. We’ve camped, visited Chicago, rode the combine, hung out at the house, and even went to prom together one year.







Patrick is one who has been there for me. Whether it was on Facebook chat to listen to me whine about my “problems” or just knowing that I could count on him to say something funny to put me in a better mood. He’s one of the people that I was able to share exciting news with or vent to. He’d usually be honest with me and just tell me how it was.



This is also a boy who I can actually stand talking to on the phone with for two hours. I hate talking on the phone so that definitely says something about him.



I didn’t know how much this boy and his friendship meant to me until I had to actually say good bye yesterday. As most of you know, I’m not the type of girl to cry. But after we said our goodbyes, I got pretty teary and cried for most of the ride home. I absolutely hate having to leave people. I know it’s not permanent but I probably won’t see him for six months or so. And after spending so many times together, it’s just hard. By Christmas who knows how much will have changed. Who knows if we will have kept in touch. We’re going separate ways and everything will be completely different.



I really can’t think about it too much or I get teary-eyed. It’s all starting to set in though. I’m not going to be able to just travel ten miles to see his smiling face anymore.



I know that goodbyes have to take place in order for life to go on, but gosh, why do they have to be so hard?

I’m going to miss him. I talked to my step dad this afternoon about how I always feel like I care about people more than they care for me. However, James said, “He may treat you like a sister but that boy would do just about anything for you”.

So Patrick, good luck with everything. I’ll miss you something terrible. Keep in touch over Facebook chat. Heck, maybe I’ll even be up for another two hour phone conversation! HA!



Don’t forget how much I love you!



"Don’t be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends."

Everything is falling into place

You know it's been a good week when you haven't had a chance to be on Facebook! I've been stressed with buying stuff for college, trying to figure out how to pay for college, working, and just random silly stuff. This last week has been wonderful though. My last day of work was a week ago so I've actually had time to do stuff!

I've been hanging out with friends like nonstop and I finished my scrapbook! I think I've got just about everything for college...now I just have to organize and pack it up.

We're heading to the lake tonight. Mom, Cathy, Dylan, Patrick, Christa, and I. It'll basically be the last time for all four of us kids to be together and spend time. Patrick moves on Monday, Christa leaves Thursday and I leave Friday. Soon we'll only be skyping and texting...Well, I might randomly send them letters in the mail. It's just sad but I know it's what has to happen!

Oh! And I also found out that I just got switched to the better dorm at my college. Andrew put in a good word for me so it worked out.

I'm actually getting excited for life and college now. Weird?!

I swear i'm organized

Welcome to my room. The place where nothing really happens but a whole lot of stuff collects. I don't remember the last time I put away clothes. I kind of just leave them lying on my bed and then dig stuff out to wear. Tonight I played dress up, from my own closet. Is that lame? Ha. I'm thinking I need to quit buying clothes so I need to start mixing up outfits better.


And what is all this craziness?!?!


Oh, that's just my scrapbook leftovers! Ridiculous.

I need to get chopping my hair. I think I'm going to try and grow it out again. Look how long it was!!



Eight more hours of the Hut!

just a little update on megan

I got to see my dad! :) Finally..I hadn't been up there since Christmas! Yes, I did get to him in between there for prom and graduation so I guess I can't complain huh?

He bought some college things for me...good stuff like shampoo, paper towels, batteries, etc. It's nice to have people help me out every once in a while even though I do prefer accomplishing everything by myself.


Dad and I had a long discussion about life and the future when he was taking me to meet mom. He stresses me out with all this growing up talk but I know it's for my own good and I am twenty-one now. Life is stressful though guys! I need to get a job to pay for college, bad! I also want to start saving up for a newer car, not like a 2011 or anything but something in the 2000's. Ha! My car now kinda creeps me out. So hopefully I can save up some this semester and this summer..I'll have to set a goal for myself I guess.

I'm getting closer to being finished to my scrapbook. I want to finish it this week somehow so I can be somewhat free finally this summer to enjoy it! Haha..yeah, the scrapbook is stressing me out.

Three days of work! Fifteen more hours of work and I will be turning in my Pizza Hut uniform or goodwilling it.