Hey everyone! I'm back again. Not any sad stuff to post this time, so don't worry too much!
Last Saturday, I went back home to see my family in Utah. It was kind of surreal feeling, being back in the place that I grew up in. At the same time, home just wasn't, well home. I always heard people telling me that "home is where the heart is," but you never really know what that truly means until you are unable to visit your hometown for a long time. My little hometown of Syracuse, Utah really didn't change a lot, but I know I did. It just helped me to realize that my heart isn't there anymore, that it's here, in Texas. I don't think, now, that I could ever go back there because I have realized where my true home is. I also realized too, that some of the people I thought I was close with, I'm really not. That is another one of those things I really just can't explain, because it was just something I could feel. So in a way, I guess that's sad, but in another way, good because this change is the best thing that could have ever happened to me.
Don't get me wrong, it was so nice to see such familiar faces that I hadn't seen in such a long time. I enjoyed hanging out with my best friend Tylee, and doing our own thing, just talking, drinking Starbucks, and chilling. That is one of my favorite things to do. We visited my Grandma Muffin, and I know that my Grandma loved that. She always loved seeing me and my friends, so I'm sure our visit made her happy. I also hung out with McCall. We went to a frozen yogurt store, then went back to my old house to chill and talk all things girl related. And lastly, but not least, I got to see Madison. We went and ate waffles, and talked about things that have been happening in our lives, and then we went and got "primped" (as she put it). I love that girl because it seems no matter what, I always walk away from her with another memory, and a smile on my face.
But my absolute favorite of this trip was seeing my parents. I missed them so much, and as we were saying our goodbyes again at the airport, I felt like I was going to cry all over again, and had to walk quickly into the airport before I said something stupid or started crying. I also loved seeing my puppy again too. He was so happy to see me... when I got to the airport and the place my mom was picking me up at, my dad had him on the leash and was walking him around, and I turned the corner, and shouted his name, he whipped his little head around so fast and I was attacked with kisses and loves from my favorite man at the airport.
On Thanksgiving Day, some of my mom's family members came over to our house for Thanksgiving Dinner, and it was super good to see all of them. I was so tired then because I really didn't sleep well the night before Thanksgiving so I wasn't super talkative, but I guess that's okay. Sometimes, just being around your family is all it takes to put a smile on your face. I saw my dad's parents, and they were both doing just fine. When I went over to their house, my other aunt and uncle were over there, it was nice seeing them as well.
Overall, I had a really good trip. Minus the fact that my flights kept getting delayed and grounded, and the fact that my butt really hurt from sitting in the same position forever, my travels went fine.
Kind of a short post this time, I know, but that's all I have for this post! I hope all my readers had a great Thanksgiving, and all survived the craze of Black Friday! Now for my second favorite holiday... Christmas.
Until next time,
~Lyssa
12/1/13
11/17/13
What a Roller Coaster...
I know I promised that I'd be done with sob stories, but I have more. Bear with me?
So, this week, I'm not going to lie or sugarcoat anything, has sucked. I've done my best to keep my emotions bottled up and hidden from everybody, but there's only so much I can do before that strength gives out.
Last Friday, I screwed up something big time, and it was something that I knew I needed to talk to Patrick about. I kept it hidden all the way up until Monday out of fear of what would happen. It was like my worst nightmare coming true. Not only was he (understandably) really upset, but he was really mad at me too. That shook me to my roots. I feel terrible knowing what I did to him, but I know too that even if our something-more-than-friendship-but-not-a-relationship thing doesn't last because of this very reason, that I did everything I could. I told him the truth about what happened, and I didn't hid it from him. I told him not even a week after it happened. I apologized in the most sincere way that I could. And I have already made amends to alter my future. We may not have been in an official relationship, buy my feelings for Patrick are strong, and I'm not going to let him out of my life, not without my best fight.
That whole fight that we had really tore me down inside. I only really let it show for one day, and then bottled my emotions up again, and painted a smile on my face. But deep inside, I just felt like some sort of monster. I have never hurt anyone like that, and even as I write this now, I still feel terrible. We have started talking again, and that helps a little bit, but he doesn't want to talk about it. And I won't bring it up again unless he is willing to listen to what I have to say, or wants to know something. I would give anything to say I'm sorry again, but I know that he doesn't want the subject brought up again, and so I won't. What I've said is word enough, and I just need to let it go.
The rest of my week from Wednesday on out was just kind of, well, not great but not terrible either. I tried to maintain a positive attitude, but sometimes it's just hard to see the positive in a situation given all the terrible things that you've been going through. Thursday was pretty much a normal day, not great, not terrible, but usually right about where it's supposed to be. I am so grateful to have so many wonderful friends that I can talk to for advice and support, even though I was really upset that they were trying to justify something that I had done wrong, I am blessed beyond belief. Y'all are great, and I can't ever say that enough. If you guys ever need anything, well, you have my digits, and you know where I'm usually at.
And then Friday happened. In my English class, there's a little group of six of us who have formed our own little friend group. We had planned on getting together to go see the movie "Thor" and to go to one of their houses for a bon fire after the movie. The movie was great, and the fire was really quite toasty. We played games in the dark, launched glow sticks into the night time sky, roasted hot dogs and s'mores. It was a really good day. And my phone would not stop going off, and by the time I got home, it had literally vibrated so much it died. When I finally turned it on, it had over 30 text messages from my little friend group in English- and one from my mom.
Let me backtrack for a bit. My Grandma Muffin has been in a constant battle to simply get healthy again. She originally went into the hospital about a year ago with a bad case of E-Coli. And then she picked up something called C-Diff while recovering from the E-Coli. My grandma fought and fought, the C-Diff kept knocking her down and she kept going in and out of the hospital for a little over a year. But she was a fighter. She kept cracking her jokes, and she always had a smile on her face. I went to visit her as often as I could for that year, and it just became habit to visit her nearly every Sunday. I would get yelled at for not bringing my dog with me sometimes, but I enjoyed being around her. Her smile was infectious, and her jokes and sassy attitude absolutely priceless. And then she got sick again, this happened a little under two weeks ago. She went back into the hospital, and they had to do surgery on her. And for a while, I thought that she had kicked whatever she had in the butt again, and was on the road to recovery; All the tubes making their way into her body had long since been removed, and she was out of ICU. And then I read my mom's text. and my little world had again turned upside down.
My mom's text had basically read that my grandma had had a rough night but that she was stabilized. And then a little over five hours later, my mom had again texted me and let me know that she and her siblings had collectively decided to remove all life support from her body, and my grandma was set to pass away soon. And then, God took her into his realm, and she had slipped from this life into the next life peacefully.
I'm so pained here, 2500 miles away, knowing that I can't be around my grieving family, or to say goodbye to the woman I knew as my grandma. I feel even worse that I can't even remember when I had made my last phone call to her, but I know that she will forever remain with me, both in my heart and spiritually. And now I know that the simplicity of talking to her just got even simpler, now I don't even have to pick up the telephone to talk to her. I am still upset that I won't be able to attend her graveside service, and I'll miss it by mere days. I'll be back in Utah on Saturday. I would give anything, anything to make it there but I know I won't be able to see her off. And I've accepted it. I'm happy to know that my grandma is no longer in her disease and illness riddled body and that she is up with the most elite group of Heaven's Angels. I know that she's probably really upset with me too, now that I'm crying as much as I am over her. I feel warmth surrounding my body, and there are times when I feel so comforted, and I know that this could only be because of her influence. I'll miss my Grandma Muffin so very much, but you were not mine nor anyone else's to keep. I know that you are finally at peace, and free to move, able to tame your hair that I know you wish you had been able to tame while here on earth.
I'll miss your smile, your sass, your advice, and uplifting ways. I'll miss you so much Grandma, so very very much. I dedicate this journal entry to you, though what good that does is beyond me. I will relish our memories forever, and I will visit your grave when I come to Utah. I promise. Until I see you again, rest in paradise Grandma Huffman, or as I called you, Grandma Muffin.
~Alyssa
So, this week, I'm not going to lie or sugarcoat anything, has sucked. I've done my best to keep my emotions bottled up and hidden from everybody, but there's only so much I can do before that strength gives out.
Last Friday, I screwed up something big time, and it was something that I knew I needed to talk to Patrick about. I kept it hidden all the way up until Monday out of fear of what would happen. It was like my worst nightmare coming true. Not only was he (understandably) really upset, but he was really mad at me too. That shook me to my roots. I feel terrible knowing what I did to him, but I know too that even if our something-more-than-friendship-but-not-a-relationship thing doesn't last because of this very reason, that I did everything I could. I told him the truth about what happened, and I didn't hid it from him. I told him not even a week after it happened. I apologized in the most sincere way that I could. And I have already made amends to alter my future. We may not have been in an official relationship, buy my feelings for Patrick are strong, and I'm not going to let him out of my life, not without my best fight.
That whole fight that we had really tore me down inside. I only really let it show for one day, and then bottled my emotions up again, and painted a smile on my face. But deep inside, I just felt like some sort of monster. I have never hurt anyone like that, and even as I write this now, I still feel terrible. We have started talking again, and that helps a little bit, but he doesn't want to talk about it. And I won't bring it up again unless he is willing to listen to what I have to say, or wants to know something. I would give anything to say I'm sorry again, but I know that he doesn't want the subject brought up again, and so I won't. What I've said is word enough, and I just need to let it go.
The rest of my week from Wednesday on out was just kind of, well, not great but not terrible either. I tried to maintain a positive attitude, but sometimes it's just hard to see the positive in a situation given all the terrible things that you've been going through. Thursday was pretty much a normal day, not great, not terrible, but usually right about where it's supposed to be. I am so grateful to have so many wonderful friends that I can talk to for advice and support, even though I was really upset that they were trying to justify something that I had done wrong, I am blessed beyond belief. Y'all are great, and I can't ever say that enough. If you guys ever need anything, well, you have my digits, and you know where I'm usually at.
And then Friday happened. In my English class, there's a little group of six of us who have formed our own little friend group. We had planned on getting together to go see the movie "Thor" and to go to one of their houses for a bon fire after the movie. The movie was great, and the fire was really quite toasty. We played games in the dark, launched glow sticks into the night time sky, roasted hot dogs and s'mores. It was a really good day. And my phone would not stop going off, and by the time I got home, it had literally vibrated so much it died. When I finally turned it on, it had over 30 text messages from my little friend group in English- and one from my mom.
Let me backtrack for a bit. My Grandma Muffin has been in a constant battle to simply get healthy again. She originally went into the hospital about a year ago with a bad case of E-Coli. And then she picked up something called C-Diff while recovering from the E-Coli. My grandma fought and fought, the C-Diff kept knocking her down and she kept going in and out of the hospital for a little over a year. But she was a fighter. She kept cracking her jokes, and she always had a smile on her face. I went to visit her as often as I could for that year, and it just became habit to visit her nearly every Sunday. I would get yelled at for not bringing my dog with me sometimes, but I enjoyed being around her. Her smile was infectious, and her jokes and sassy attitude absolutely priceless. And then she got sick again, this happened a little under two weeks ago. She went back into the hospital, and they had to do surgery on her. And for a while, I thought that she had kicked whatever she had in the butt again, and was on the road to recovery; All the tubes making their way into her body had long since been removed, and she was out of ICU. And then I read my mom's text. and my little world had again turned upside down.
My mom's text had basically read that my grandma had had a rough night but that she was stabilized. And then a little over five hours later, my mom had again texted me and let me know that she and her siblings had collectively decided to remove all life support from her body, and my grandma was set to pass away soon. And then, God took her into his realm, and she had slipped from this life into the next life peacefully.
I'm so pained here, 2500 miles away, knowing that I can't be around my grieving family, or to say goodbye to the woman I knew as my grandma. I feel even worse that I can't even remember when I had made my last phone call to her, but I know that she will forever remain with me, both in my heart and spiritually. And now I know that the simplicity of talking to her just got even simpler, now I don't even have to pick up the telephone to talk to her. I am still upset that I won't be able to attend her graveside service, and I'll miss it by mere days. I'll be back in Utah on Saturday. I would give anything, anything to make it there but I know I won't be able to see her off. And I've accepted it. I'm happy to know that my grandma is no longer in her disease and illness riddled body and that she is up with the most elite group of Heaven's Angels. I know that she's probably really upset with me too, now that I'm crying as much as I am over her. I feel warmth surrounding my body, and there are times when I feel so comforted, and I know that this could only be because of her influence. I'll miss my Grandma Muffin so very much, but you were not mine nor anyone else's to keep. I know that you are finally at peace, and free to move, able to tame your hair that I know you wish you had been able to tame while here on earth.
I'll miss your smile, your sass, your advice, and uplifting ways. I'll miss you so much Grandma, so very very much. I dedicate this journal entry to you, though what good that does is beyond me. I will relish our memories forever, and I will visit your grave when I come to Utah. I promise. Until I see you again, rest in paradise Grandma Huffman, or as I called you, Grandma Muffin.
~Alyssa
11/4/13
Just One Last Time
So, I know my last post was a bit on the sad side, and this one will have a touch of sadness, but for the most part, it will be full of happiness. Who doesn't like that?
After writing my last post, I realized that the whole being upset over the college thing is a little ridiculous, because I know there are alternatives. But I think it was just kind of an initial shock that my options were more limited than I would have liked for them to be. My coach always told me this analogy and I guess I'll share it with you. Imagine how your mom sees your room when she starts getting after you to clean it up, laundry everywhere, cups of moldy beverages, maybe even some lost homework buried underneath it all. You go to start cleaning it and you'll probably do one of two things. If you look at your room and how messy it is as a whole, it seems like an impossible, overwhelming task. You know that you won't ever get it done, or that it will take you a long time. I think that's the pessimistic way of looking at things, and that's what I was doing with the college thing. I took in the situation as a whole. Now, think of it this way, you have to start somewhere. Whether it's a sock, a cup, or scrap piece of paper, you've got to pick something up. And one sock after another, you realize that you're almost done. This is the more optimistic way of thinking, and what I should have done. I should have just researched my alternatives and accept that maybe for once, I might have to settle for less. After all, at least I have the chance to go to college, right?
Halloween came around, and for some reason, something about it just wasn't the same as it usually is. I just didn't feel the same Halloween spirit that I usually do. I can't put my finger on what exactly was so different, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to. But nevertheless, I still had a wonderful Halloween. The past week we've been writing and working on a big report in College English, and it was due on Halloween. Well, if we dressed up for Halloween as a character from a Creepy Circus (the theme of our report) we were promised extra credit. So for school, I dressed up as a porcelain doll, and I had fun getting ready. I wore curly pigtails on my head, foundation that was a few shades too light, and bright red lipstick. Once I came home, I went trick or treating with Jenna and her friends and dressed as a zombie for that. I had tons of fun getting dressed and ready.
Today I gave blood for my very first time, and I'm not going to lie, going in I was very nervous about the whole procedure. I don't know why, maybe because I'd never had blood drawn, or maybe that something would be wrong with my blood and I couldn't donate. I'm just not sure. Well, after the whole experience, I am for sure going to do it again. Knowing that I made a difference for at least three people's lives, it makes me feel like I've made a mark on the world. And that feeling, it's indescribable, and I love it. I didn't get light headed, dizzy, and I didn't pass out either. Seeing the needle go in my arm didn't hurt, as a matter of fact, it hurt more getting my finger pricked to check my iron levels than the needle did the three times they had tried to get it in my vein.
And for my last little part of this entry. So I know this guy, and have known him since eighth grade. That's quite a bit of time. at one point in time, I started crushing on him, but I realized that the feeling wasn't mutual and moved on with my life and accepted the fact that we'll probably be nothing more than best friends. Our friendship wasn't perfect, but it was pretty d**n close to it. We had our fights, we had our laughs, we shared our tears and our hardships. He's been there for me through thick and thin, and to this day, I trust him for everything I'm worth, and I hope that the same could be said of me. While I don't have a crush on him anymore (obviously), he is my very best friend, and I care for him very much. There were those summers that he went off to camp, and the only way we had communication with each other was via letter writing. That hurt, a lot, because the convenience of a telephone was something that I had grown accustomed to. I remember the way I felt when we would hang out the night before he left, and then when he finally did leave, I just felt an empty hole in my heart because I knew that while my best friend would still be there for me from a distance, it just wasn't the same. Well, last night this friend and I had our very last Skype call for two years since he'll be serving a mission in Calgary, Canada. This friend's name, you're asking? His name is Jake. Now, while I'll miss Jake for my own selfish reasons, I'm so very happy for him and his decision to serve his church. I sincerely hope that those Canadians see all the wonderful qualities in Jake that I see in him. Jake, I'll miss you terribly, not that I already did, but still. I'll see you in two kid! Good luck, Elder Law! You'll be an extraordinary missionary, and that I have no doubt about.
That's all I have guys, I hope life stays well for you all!
~Alyssa
After writing my last post, I realized that the whole being upset over the college thing is a little ridiculous, because I know there are alternatives. But I think it was just kind of an initial shock that my options were more limited than I would have liked for them to be. My coach always told me this analogy and I guess I'll share it with you. Imagine how your mom sees your room when she starts getting after you to clean it up, laundry everywhere, cups of moldy beverages, maybe even some lost homework buried underneath it all. You go to start cleaning it and you'll probably do one of two things. If you look at your room and how messy it is as a whole, it seems like an impossible, overwhelming task. You know that you won't ever get it done, or that it will take you a long time. I think that's the pessimistic way of looking at things, and that's what I was doing with the college thing. I took in the situation as a whole. Now, think of it this way, you have to start somewhere. Whether it's a sock, a cup, or scrap piece of paper, you've got to pick something up. And one sock after another, you realize that you're almost done. This is the more optimistic way of thinking, and what I should have done. I should have just researched my alternatives and accept that maybe for once, I might have to settle for less. After all, at least I have the chance to go to college, right?
Halloween came around, and for some reason, something about it just wasn't the same as it usually is. I just didn't feel the same Halloween spirit that I usually do. I can't put my finger on what exactly was so different, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to. But nevertheless, I still had a wonderful Halloween. The past week we've been writing and working on a big report in College English, and it was due on Halloween. Well, if we dressed up for Halloween as a character from a Creepy Circus (the theme of our report) we were promised extra credit. So for school, I dressed up as a porcelain doll, and I had fun getting ready. I wore curly pigtails on my head, foundation that was a few shades too light, and bright red lipstick. Once I came home, I went trick or treating with Jenna and her friends and dressed as a zombie for that. I had tons of fun getting dressed and ready.
Today I gave blood for my very first time, and I'm not going to lie, going in I was very nervous about the whole procedure. I don't know why, maybe because I'd never had blood drawn, or maybe that something would be wrong with my blood and I couldn't donate. I'm just not sure. Well, after the whole experience, I am for sure going to do it again. Knowing that I made a difference for at least three people's lives, it makes me feel like I've made a mark on the world. And that feeling, it's indescribable, and I love it. I didn't get light headed, dizzy, and I didn't pass out either. Seeing the needle go in my arm didn't hurt, as a matter of fact, it hurt more getting my finger pricked to check my iron levels than the needle did the three times they had tried to get it in my vein.
And for my last little part of this entry. So I know this guy, and have known him since eighth grade. That's quite a bit of time. at one point in time, I started crushing on him, but I realized that the feeling wasn't mutual and moved on with my life and accepted the fact that we'll probably be nothing more than best friends. Our friendship wasn't perfect, but it was pretty d**n close to it. We had our fights, we had our laughs, we shared our tears and our hardships. He's been there for me through thick and thin, and to this day, I trust him for everything I'm worth, and I hope that the same could be said of me. While I don't have a crush on him anymore (obviously), he is my very best friend, and I care for him very much. There were those summers that he went off to camp, and the only way we had communication with each other was via letter writing. That hurt, a lot, because the convenience of a telephone was something that I had grown accustomed to. I remember the way I felt when we would hang out the night before he left, and then when he finally did leave, I just felt an empty hole in my heart because I knew that while my best friend would still be there for me from a distance, it just wasn't the same. Well, last night this friend and I had our very last Skype call for two years since he'll be serving a mission in Calgary, Canada. This friend's name, you're asking? His name is Jake. Now, while I'll miss Jake for my own selfish reasons, I'm so very happy for him and his decision to serve his church. I sincerely hope that those Canadians see all the wonderful qualities in Jake that I see in him. Jake, I'll miss you terribly, not that I already did, but still. I'll see you in two kid! Good luck, Elder Law! You'll be an extraordinary missionary, and that I have no doubt about.
That's all I have guys, I hope life stays well for you all!
~Alyssa
10/14/13
Rough Few Days
Welcome back everyone, sorry I haven't been posting, like I said, I'm not good at keeping a blog updated (clearly) but I feel that you guys are really out of the loop now, so I feel compelled to write to you.
The past week, and continuing into this week have been really rough for me, with everything that has happened and everything. This could be a long entry, but since you love reading this blog I'm sure you'll bear with me. ;)
Three Fridays ago, September 27th, I had my Homecoming. Is all it was is a football game, no dance, but still. Dawn, A'Lory, my friends Kaylee and Jessica and myself all went to the game and it was a blast! I loved hanging out with my best friends, but that week they had put grandpa on morphine. I knew that he could depart this earth any day that week. I knew I should have stayed home but Yvonne and John Jay insisted I got to the game with Dawn and A'lory. So I went, with reassurance from Yvonne that if anything happened to Grandpa that she would text me the moment it happened. Well, after third quarter ended, we were still winning. I was going to stay for the rest of the game, but something didn't feel right. I went home shortly after third quarter started. After I dropped A'Lory off at her house, I drove home. As I walked into the door, I noticed everyone crying in Grandpa's room crying, and I knew. My thought was confirmed by John Jay. Grandpa O had passed away peacefully at about 10:20 that night. I can only consider it a blessing that I had left when I did.
The next day, Jenna, John Jay, our neighbors Victor and Zonia all went to the Texas State Fair. We were going to watch a football game at the Cotton Bowl, but it started raining and we didn't even watch a full quarter. We walked around the fair, and it did Jenna a lot of good. She wasn't so sad about her grandfather after that. Still sad, but not as sad. The same was true for myself.
Last Friday, October Fourth, I had a college tour at University of Texas at Arlington, and I really enjoyed the tour! I didn't have to go to school, because the school provides us with two school excused absences for college visitation purposes.
The following Sunday we left for San Antonio, where Grandpa's Service was to be held. That night was one of the longest, but best nights I had. Everyone was antsy from traveling all day in a car, myself included. Then we stayed in a Condo for the rest of the night. It was a long night. I couldn't fall asleep until midnight, and it didn't help that a certain someone made me totally giddy right before I went to bed. I'm sure he knows who he is, and exactly what it is he said that made me feel that way. Not only that, but I couldn't keep my high of happiness to myself, I had to text my best friend about everything that had happened regarding my change in happiness levels, and that occupied me for another hour. Needless to say, I woke up at four in the morning because I needed to pee and couldn't fall back asleep after that. Grandpa's service was the next morning (so on Monday) and was beautiful, and I couldn't think of a better way to honor him. He had a military service because he was in the Air Force, and so he got the 21 gun salute and everything. It was just simply the most beautiful thing I've seen in a while, and honored him perfectly.
We left from San Antonio and headed towards home at about 7 o' clock at night. I was exhausted, and we didn't actually end up getting home until about midnight. I didn't fall asleep in the car at all, and so school Tuesday wasn't even a possibility. I'm glad I stayed home to catch up on sleep, because I needed the extra sleep, especially since I only got four hours of sleep the night before.
Then this Friday, the eleventh, I went and toured University of North Texas, and going into the school, I honestly thought that it would be the school for me! But as the tour continued on, I realized that it really wasn't. Neither Yvonne nor myself can put our fingers on just what it was that was so different. I'm really glad I toured, because going into the school, I thought that I was certain that I was going to go to UNT. But now I know I'm not, and so I'm pretty dead set on going to UTA.
But then I hit a road bump. Okay, more like a road block. I found out that I don't qualify for in state tuition until my mom in Utah stops claiming me on her taxes. And even if she does that this year, I still won't qualify until Spring of 2015. Even with me living here with Yvonne, she isn't my parent (in the eyes of the colleges). What that means is that I'm going to be a semester behind all my friends. I also have to get a job. Which I'm okay with, but I'm seriously so bummed out. I'm worried that all my friends are going to forget about me, or have their own clicks and that I'm going to be stuck being the new girl all over again. And while I didn't mind the chance to have a clean slate, I definitely don't want to have to do the whole new to the school thing that often.
Patrick and I also got into a bit of a, well, I don't even know what to call it. It wasn't a fight, or an argument, but just more of him pushing my buttons. We talked it out, and he apologized, and due to the whole confidentiality thing, I'm not going to discuss what happened. If you really want to know why I was so peeved, you can come find me in person, or call me. Anyways, we talked about it, he apologized, and I accepted his apology. That day was a really bad day for me as was. I had forgot a major project at home, got gum on my boot, and then Patrick said something that didn't sit well with me. But like I said, he apologized, I accepted his apology, and moved on.
I guess that all I'm really getting at is that I'm stressing out. I really need to start working out or running or doing something, and hopefully that will help me out a bit. Dawn and I talked about all this stuff that happened earlier today, and I'm so grateful to have a girl friend that can relate to me, and talk to me and just listen to me. Because sometimes, that's the best thing to have, someone that will just listen to you. I'm also grateful to have loving parents (times two) and so many other friends that support me. I know that I have many friends who have my back and will always be there for me. Thanks Madison, Tylee, and Jake for always being there for me, even when I'm 2500 miles away.
Anyways, I'll talk to you peeps later. Sorry this is such a long entry, I hope you enjoyed it!
~Lyssa
The past week, and continuing into this week have been really rough for me, with everything that has happened and everything. This could be a long entry, but since you love reading this blog I'm sure you'll bear with me. ;)
Three Fridays ago, September 27th, I had my Homecoming. Is all it was is a football game, no dance, but still. Dawn, A'Lory, my friends Kaylee and Jessica and myself all went to the game and it was a blast! I loved hanging out with my best friends, but that week they had put grandpa on morphine. I knew that he could depart this earth any day that week. I knew I should have stayed home but Yvonne and John Jay insisted I got to the game with Dawn and A'lory. So I went, with reassurance from Yvonne that if anything happened to Grandpa that she would text me the moment it happened. Well, after third quarter ended, we were still winning. I was going to stay for the rest of the game, but something didn't feel right. I went home shortly after third quarter started. After I dropped A'Lory off at her house, I drove home. As I walked into the door, I noticed everyone crying in Grandpa's room crying, and I knew. My thought was confirmed by John Jay. Grandpa O had passed away peacefully at about 10:20 that night. I can only consider it a blessing that I had left when I did.
The next day, Jenna, John Jay, our neighbors Victor and Zonia all went to the Texas State Fair. We were going to watch a football game at the Cotton Bowl, but it started raining and we didn't even watch a full quarter. We walked around the fair, and it did Jenna a lot of good. She wasn't so sad about her grandfather after that. Still sad, but not as sad. The same was true for myself.
Last Friday, October Fourth, I had a college tour at University of Texas at Arlington, and I really enjoyed the tour! I didn't have to go to school, because the school provides us with two school excused absences for college visitation purposes.
The following Sunday we left for San Antonio, where Grandpa's Service was to be held. That night was one of the longest, but best nights I had. Everyone was antsy from traveling all day in a car, myself included. Then we stayed in a Condo for the rest of the night. It was a long night. I couldn't fall asleep until midnight, and it didn't help that a certain someone made me totally giddy right before I went to bed. I'm sure he knows who he is, and exactly what it is he said that made me feel that way. Not only that, but I couldn't keep my high of happiness to myself, I had to text my best friend about everything that had happened regarding my change in happiness levels, and that occupied me for another hour. Needless to say, I woke up at four in the morning because I needed to pee and couldn't fall back asleep after that. Grandpa's service was the next morning (so on Monday) and was beautiful, and I couldn't think of a better way to honor him. He had a military service because he was in the Air Force, and so he got the 21 gun salute and everything. It was just simply the most beautiful thing I've seen in a while, and honored him perfectly.
We left from San Antonio and headed towards home at about 7 o' clock at night. I was exhausted, and we didn't actually end up getting home until about midnight. I didn't fall asleep in the car at all, and so school Tuesday wasn't even a possibility. I'm glad I stayed home to catch up on sleep, because I needed the extra sleep, especially since I only got four hours of sleep the night before.
Then this Friday, the eleventh, I went and toured University of North Texas, and going into the school, I honestly thought that it would be the school for me! But as the tour continued on, I realized that it really wasn't. Neither Yvonne nor myself can put our fingers on just what it was that was so different. I'm really glad I toured, because going into the school, I thought that I was certain that I was going to go to UNT. But now I know I'm not, and so I'm pretty dead set on going to UTA.
But then I hit a road bump. Okay, more like a road block. I found out that I don't qualify for in state tuition until my mom in Utah stops claiming me on her taxes. And even if she does that this year, I still won't qualify until Spring of 2015. Even with me living here with Yvonne, she isn't my parent (in the eyes of the colleges). What that means is that I'm going to be a semester behind all my friends. I also have to get a job. Which I'm okay with, but I'm seriously so bummed out. I'm worried that all my friends are going to forget about me, or have their own clicks and that I'm going to be stuck being the new girl all over again. And while I didn't mind the chance to have a clean slate, I definitely don't want to have to do the whole new to the school thing that often.
Patrick and I also got into a bit of a, well, I don't even know what to call it. It wasn't a fight, or an argument, but just more of him pushing my buttons. We talked it out, and he apologized, and due to the whole confidentiality thing, I'm not going to discuss what happened. If you really want to know why I was so peeved, you can come find me in person, or call me. Anyways, we talked about it, he apologized, and I accepted his apology. That day was a really bad day for me as was. I had forgot a major project at home, got gum on my boot, and then Patrick said something that didn't sit well with me. But like I said, he apologized, I accepted his apology, and moved on.
I guess that all I'm really getting at is that I'm stressing out. I really need to start working out or running or doing something, and hopefully that will help me out a bit. Dawn and I talked about all this stuff that happened earlier today, and I'm so grateful to have a girl friend that can relate to me, and talk to me and just listen to me. Because sometimes, that's the best thing to have, someone that will just listen to you. I'm also grateful to have loving parents (times two) and so many other friends that support me. I know that I have many friends who have my back and will always be there for me. Thanks Madison, Tylee, and Jake for always being there for me, even when I'm 2500 miles away.
Anyways, I'll talk to you peeps later. Sorry this is such a long entry, I hope you enjoyed it!
~Lyssa
9/21/13
Just Another Day
Hello all! I've not been writing much because, to date, there isn't a whole lot to write about. Just keep checking back, and you'll get lucky eventually.
So last Saturday I went to a theater party and it was with the productions classes as well as the tech classes. I got to know both sides of the theater people, and I'm so excited to be working with them in shows this year. Tech too is going good but is moving extremely slow, we're just talking about the theory behind things. I've not even touched the sound or light boards yet, and that is something I'm seriously itching to do.
Today I'm going to go out and go to dinner and then some shopping with Dawn and A'Lory and I'm so excited for that, I really do need some girl time right now. It's not so much because I have drama in my life (which I still have none, and it's wonderful, and I'm relishing the moment) but because I have so many things that I need to talk about, and it's all girl stuff. I suppose I could tell a little bit of the drama, but because this person doesn't know it's about them, I'm going to keep names out of it...
So I don't know if any of my fellow readers have ever had a crush on anyone, and it's great! But I also think that it's safe to say that even if you had a crush on someone, you had at least met them in person once. Off the top of my head, I can only think of one person who this happened to (my coworker Sydnee, the relationship actually ended up working after her boyfriend moved in with her, and I'm super happy to see it working, Syd, you definitely deserve it!) and now I can make it two because it's happening to me!
So I "met" this guy through one of my other friends. She gave him my number and we've been texting ever since then. We have also Skype called, and so I've at least heard his voice and saw him (kinda) before. But we've never actually met in person because he lives far away from me. But through these texts and Skype calls, I feel I've grown close to him, and I'd say he knows me probably as well as and if not better than Tyler. I'm really hoping we can meet in person, but I don't know when or even if that would happen. But a girl can hope and dream right?
Well, now let me stray to a less serious topic. Okay, it's still serious but nevertheless. So I have managed to narrow my college list that I want to go to down to 2 colleges, University of North Texas and University of Texas at Arlington. So I was filling out applications for both, and I found that I really don't know who (legally) is my parent. Yvonne (the lady I live with now) is just a notarized guardian, but isn't court appointed. So I've been struggling to fill those out. I have tours scheduled with both colleges, so hopefully I can get the list narrowed down to just one school after that.
That's about all I have today everyone! I will once again write when I think of something deemed worthy of putting up.
~Alyssa
So last Saturday I went to a theater party and it was with the productions classes as well as the tech classes. I got to know both sides of the theater people, and I'm so excited to be working with them in shows this year. Tech too is going good but is moving extremely slow, we're just talking about the theory behind things. I've not even touched the sound or light boards yet, and that is something I'm seriously itching to do.
Today I'm going to go out and go to dinner and then some shopping with Dawn and A'Lory and I'm so excited for that, I really do need some girl time right now. It's not so much because I have drama in my life (which I still have none, and it's wonderful, and I'm relishing the moment) but because I have so many things that I need to talk about, and it's all girl stuff. I suppose I could tell a little bit of the drama, but because this person doesn't know it's about them, I'm going to keep names out of it...
So I don't know if any of my fellow readers have ever had a crush on anyone, and it's great! But I also think that it's safe to say that even if you had a crush on someone, you had at least met them in person once. Off the top of my head, I can only think of one person who this happened to (my coworker Sydnee, the relationship actually ended up working after her boyfriend moved in with her, and I'm super happy to see it working, Syd, you definitely deserve it!) and now I can make it two because it's happening to me!
So I "met" this guy through one of my other friends. She gave him my number and we've been texting ever since then. We have also Skype called, and so I've at least heard his voice and saw him (kinda) before. But we've never actually met in person because he lives far away from me. But through these texts and Skype calls, I feel I've grown close to him, and I'd say he knows me probably as well as and if not better than Tyler. I'm really hoping we can meet in person, but I don't know when or even if that would happen. But a girl can hope and dream right?
Well, now let me stray to a less serious topic. Okay, it's still serious but nevertheless. So I have managed to narrow my college list that I want to go to down to 2 colleges, University of North Texas and University of Texas at Arlington. So I was filling out applications for both, and I found that I really don't know who (legally) is my parent. Yvonne (the lady I live with now) is just a notarized guardian, but isn't court appointed. So I've been struggling to fill those out. I have tours scheduled with both colleges, so hopefully I can get the list narrowed down to just one school after that.
That's about all I have today everyone! I will once again write when I think of something deemed worthy of putting up.
~Alyssa
9/12/13
A Social Life? Who knew!
Hello again everyone, I've really been slacking at this, but I'm trying, believe me, I really am.
So, since my last post, not a whole lot has really happened. I suppose I can start with school. It's been going, really slowly, but never the less, it's going. I have found my own little clique to call my own, and I feel as though I might actually be forming a social life. Last Saturday, me and my friend named Dawn went out to the movie theaters and saw "This is the End" and it was super funny! She met Yvonne and John Jay, Grandma and Grandpa, and also Miss. Jenna. I also got to meet her Nana and her family seems super nice. I am so glad that I am lucky enough to have met such awesome friends. I also have another friend whose name is A' Lory and she is super nice as well. A' Lory and I are alike in the fact that we are both super quite and rather shy, and I can see me and her getting along very well because of this.
Levi and I have been talking a bit more. We actually have been texting each other back and forth a little bit, whenever he and I find the time. Like me, he always seems to be busy doing something. And that's all right with me, because usually I'm busy doing my own thing anyways. I've learned a bit more about him and such, so that's a good thing too. I can see us being good friends down the road, and that too makes me super happy.
In Tech, I learned how to put up and take down what we call the shell. The shell is just what goes around the Band/Choir when they perform so the sound projects out towards the audience more. I was really shy and quite honestly a bit nervous to show off my nerdiness. The girl teaching us how to put it up and take it down was named Rachel, and she kept asking for volunteers to do various things. I wanted to volunteer so bad, but again, I was being shy. Finally, Rachel looked at me and said "Alyssa, I know you want to volunteer." And so I did. As I was just doing the simple task of taking a piece of the shell down, I realized just how much I missed Tech. I do think that this will quite possibly be the best decision I've ever made. I don't think I really realized just how much I missed Tech until I joined it again. I wish I could have joined again sooner, but hey. I'll take what I can get!
As far as my other classes go, they are all pretty freaking awesome. There isn't a single one that I don't like, well, subject wise. In my Entrepreneurship class, there are some students that drive me absolutely crazy. They're so stupid its painful, and quite honestly, irritating. And the stupidity isn't even the worst of it. Hearing the teacher repeat directions over and over and over again and again is really annoying too. And to top it off, the same students previously mentioned will complain about the assignments! Sure they're repetitive, but they are so stinking easy! Why would you complain about an assignment that is as easy as typing what your dream is, why it's important, and how you're going to make your dream come true? I don't know either.
That's about all I have, but when I feel the need to do so, I will for sure post again!
~Alyssa
So, since my last post, not a whole lot has really happened. I suppose I can start with school. It's been going, really slowly, but never the less, it's going. I have found my own little clique to call my own, and I feel as though I might actually be forming a social life. Last Saturday, me and my friend named Dawn went out to the movie theaters and saw "This is the End" and it was super funny! She met Yvonne and John Jay, Grandma and Grandpa, and also Miss. Jenna. I also got to meet her Nana and her family seems super nice. I am so glad that I am lucky enough to have met such awesome friends. I also have another friend whose name is A' Lory and she is super nice as well. A' Lory and I are alike in the fact that we are both super quite and rather shy, and I can see me and her getting along very well because of this.
Levi and I have been talking a bit more. We actually have been texting each other back and forth a little bit, whenever he and I find the time. Like me, he always seems to be busy doing something. And that's all right with me, because usually I'm busy doing my own thing anyways. I've learned a bit more about him and such, so that's a good thing too. I can see us being good friends down the road, and that too makes me super happy.
In Tech, I learned how to put up and take down what we call the shell. The shell is just what goes around the Band/Choir when they perform so the sound projects out towards the audience more. I was really shy and quite honestly a bit nervous to show off my nerdiness. The girl teaching us how to put it up and take it down was named Rachel, and she kept asking for volunteers to do various things. I wanted to volunteer so bad, but again, I was being shy. Finally, Rachel looked at me and said "Alyssa, I know you want to volunteer." And so I did. As I was just doing the simple task of taking a piece of the shell down, I realized just how much I missed Tech. I do think that this will quite possibly be the best decision I've ever made. I don't think I really realized just how much I missed Tech until I joined it again. I wish I could have joined again sooner, but hey. I'll take what I can get!
As far as my other classes go, they are all pretty freaking awesome. There isn't a single one that I don't like, well, subject wise. In my Entrepreneurship class, there are some students that drive me absolutely crazy. They're so stupid its painful, and quite honestly, irritating. And the stupidity isn't even the worst of it. Hearing the teacher repeat directions over and over and over again and again is really annoying too. And to top it off, the same students previously mentioned will complain about the assignments! Sure they're repetitive, but they are so stinking easy! Why would you complain about an assignment that is as easy as typing what your dream is, why it's important, and how you're going to make your dream come true? I don't know either.
That's about all I have, but when I feel the need to do so, I will for sure post again!
~Alyssa
9/1/13
First Day of School... And more!
Well, I haven't posted for a while, what a slacker I am. I have so much to catch you up on, so let me get started. This is set to be a super long entry, because I have had so much happen to me these last few days!
Since posting last time, I had a lot of firsts, and one of them including getting pulled over. In my year and a half of driving experience/stupidity, I'm surprised it hadn't happened sooner. I was SOOOO scared. Well, it was for nothing. When I was pulled over, the officer (whom I have named "Walker Texas Ranger") asked to see my license and then he said "mam, do you realize that your rear license plate is hanging on by one screw?" I of course did, but I just hadn't fixed it. The head of the second screw had been sheared off, and so I couldn't put another one in there anyways. I was freaking out though. I didn't know what I had done wrong, and I think that's part of the reason I was so scared. He let me off the hook though, so it was all good. Let's hope I don't get pulled over- ever.
After that, nothing else really big happened. I got really nervous for school the day before it started. I think that was because I didn't know where any of my classes were at and I didn't know anyone. Well, those nerves were only strengthened upon entering the school for my first day. I didn't know where to go, and I felt like the loneliest fish in an ocean of people. That's the only way I could describe it. I didn't even know who the principal was! I knew literally no one. Luckily, I found someone who was also a senior and she helped me find my Homeroom and I felt a little more relieved after that. But even still, I still get those nerves.
Well, my first day either had not gone as I had planned. I picked out this super cute dress to wear my first day of school, and I was so excited to wear it and show it off. I wasn't very familiar with the dress code, and it doesn't help that the dress code is really vague and not specific. My third period, I'm a Student Aide for the Counseling Center and I just deliver papers pretty much. On my way to deliver a paper, a Vice Principal found me and pulled me aside. Well, my dress was too short apparently. I had packed pants to wear underneath just in case this did happen, and I had told that. She wouldn't let me change though. I had two options (neither counted against me, thank God), I could spend the rest of the day in ISS or she would give me permission to go home. I chose to go home, and was thus suspended essentially. I was really disappointed that's how my first day of school in a new school and new state had to go down that way. But oh well! I was really nice to the lady about everything, and she sees me in the hallway and calls me Sunshine and stuff. It's weird, but at least she doesn't give me the death glare or something.
School had got better and better after that. My first full day of classes was wonderful, and all my classes rock. I have at least one person in every class that talks to me and that's nice. As far as friends go, English is by far my favorite. Two girls from the Drill Team are nice to me and talk to me, and they even let me walk with them to our next class period since our classrooms are relatively close to each other. There's also two other girls in there that I talk to and they are both super nice. I'm feeling really lucky that they treat me so nice. In Economics I sit on my own table (which kind of sucks) but there's a guy who also sits on his own, and we talk a lot. There's a football player in that class and the class that follows (they're both taught by the same teacher, are in the same classroom, but are different classes) that is super nice to me. He's a bit of a flirt, or at least that's my first impressions of him. I'm a little awestruck that these kind of people are talking to me, seeing where people who played the big name sports never even so much as looked at me back in Utah. I'll take what I can get at this point though!
Well, I've been flirting it up with Patrick, and though the kid in Statistics/Economics has been flirting with me, I haven't really reciprocated. I've felt really guilty seeing as I still have a boyfriend and everything. I was little mad with Tyler because I didn't found out that he got his phone back from him, I found out from my best friend Tylee. I was really upset that he wouldn't tell me, and that I found out from my best friend. if I had any doubt about breaking up with him before, it was all but gone after that. He kept texting me and texting me and I just ignored him. Like I said, I wasn't very happy. Finally I texted him Friday asking if he could take phone calls. He said yeah and I called him later that evening. It was a very clean break, and I later learned that he was thinking too that maybe it was a good idea to part our separate ways. I'm a little sad, but mostly excited to get back at the dating game. As a matter of fact, I really haven't even cried! That's not bad is it?
I'm also really happy to announce that after being in and out of the hospital and not seeing the walls of home for the past month that Grandpa O. has finally come home! I really hope he stays here for a while, because a hospital is not a good place to be spending week after consecutive week in.
Well, that's all I have for right now. I think I got us all pretty much caught up! Until next time...
~Alyssa
Since posting last time, I had a lot of firsts, and one of them including getting pulled over. In my year and a half of driving experience/stupidity, I'm surprised it hadn't happened sooner. I was SOOOO scared. Well, it was for nothing. When I was pulled over, the officer (whom I have named "Walker Texas Ranger") asked to see my license and then he said "mam, do you realize that your rear license plate is hanging on by one screw?" I of course did, but I just hadn't fixed it. The head of the second screw had been sheared off, and so I couldn't put another one in there anyways. I was freaking out though. I didn't know what I had done wrong, and I think that's part of the reason I was so scared. He let me off the hook though, so it was all good. Let's hope I don't get pulled over- ever.
After that, nothing else really big happened. I got really nervous for school the day before it started. I think that was because I didn't know where any of my classes were at and I didn't know anyone. Well, those nerves were only strengthened upon entering the school for my first day. I didn't know where to go, and I felt like the loneliest fish in an ocean of people. That's the only way I could describe it. I didn't even know who the principal was! I knew literally no one. Luckily, I found someone who was also a senior and she helped me find my Homeroom and I felt a little more relieved after that. But even still, I still get those nerves.
Well, my first day either had not gone as I had planned. I picked out this super cute dress to wear my first day of school, and I was so excited to wear it and show it off. I wasn't very familiar with the dress code, and it doesn't help that the dress code is really vague and not specific. My third period, I'm a Student Aide for the Counseling Center and I just deliver papers pretty much. On my way to deliver a paper, a Vice Principal found me and pulled me aside. Well, my dress was too short apparently. I had packed pants to wear underneath just in case this did happen, and I had told that. She wouldn't let me change though. I had two options (neither counted against me, thank God), I could spend the rest of the day in ISS or she would give me permission to go home. I chose to go home, and was thus suspended essentially. I was really disappointed that's how my first day of school in a new school and new state had to go down that way. But oh well! I was really nice to the lady about everything, and she sees me in the hallway and calls me Sunshine and stuff. It's weird, but at least she doesn't give me the death glare or something.
School had got better and better after that. My first full day of classes was wonderful, and all my classes rock. I have at least one person in every class that talks to me and that's nice. As far as friends go, English is by far my favorite. Two girls from the Drill Team are nice to me and talk to me, and they even let me walk with them to our next class period since our classrooms are relatively close to each other. There's also two other girls in there that I talk to and they are both super nice. I'm feeling really lucky that they treat me so nice. In Economics I sit on my own table (which kind of sucks) but there's a guy who also sits on his own, and we talk a lot. There's a football player in that class and the class that follows (they're both taught by the same teacher, are in the same classroom, but are different classes) that is super nice to me. He's a bit of a flirt, or at least that's my first impressions of him. I'm a little awestruck that these kind of people are talking to me, seeing where people who played the big name sports never even so much as looked at me back in Utah. I'll take what I can get at this point though!
Well, I've been flirting it up with Patrick, and though the kid in Statistics/Economics has been flirting with me, I haven't really reciprocated. I've felt really guilty seeing as I still have a boyfriend and everything. I was little mad with Tyler because I didn't found out that he got his phone back from him, I found out from my best friend Tylee. I was really upset that he wouldn't tell me, and that I found out from my best friend. if I had any doubt about breaking up with him before, it was all but gone after that. He kept texting me and texting me and I just ignored him. Like I said, I wasn't very happy. Finally I texted him Friday asking if he could take phone calls. He said yeah and I called him later that evening. It was a very clean break, and I later learned that he was thinking too that maybe it was a good idea to part our separate ways. I'm a little sad, but mostly excited to get back at the dating game. As a matter of fact, I really haven't even cried! That's not bad is it?
I'm also really happy to announce that after being in and out of the hospital and not seeing the walls of home for the past month that Grandpa O. has finally come home! I really hope he stays here for a while, because a hospital is not a good place to be spending week after consecutive week in.
Well, that's all I have for right now. I think I got us all pretty much caught up! Until next time...
~Alyssa
8/15/13
Back to School Jitters
Hey everyone, I'm back again! It's been a while, and we need to catch up. I think yes. :)
Well, first off I would like to say that school is starting soon. At first I was not nervous at all, in fact, I was ecstatic for school to start. But now, I'm really getting nervous. I had to go to this orientation thing to get my schedule, and so I did. Well, I found out I couldn't get my schedule until the first day of school. So after having a heart attack I finally decided it was time I go and talk to my counselor. Luckily, we got it all solved and I now have my schedule. Here's what it is (thus far):
1) Tech Theater 1
2) Peer Coaching
3) Student Aide
4)College English 1301/1302
5) College Macroeconomics
6) AP Statistics
7) Entrepreneurship
It is likely to change though since I already have experience in technical theater. So that helped ease some nerves, but I still have no clue where any of my classes are and that's one thing that has me really worried.
Anywho. Little "bumps" have been stacking up on my road of life. Really, they aren't big deals individually, but when you combine them all together, they make life stressful. And I am not at all good at dealing with stress. So if I start ranting about something, don't worry too much. I'm okay, I just need time to process all of these little issues and then actually deal with them, if you get what I'm saying.
My friend count here is up to one. Which is always better than one. My good friend Madison B. knew a kid who lived here and Texas, and gave him my number and stuff, and we've been texting a lot and we've become good friends. We haven't actually met in person, seeing as he lives 3 and a half hours away from me. But still, one friend you haven't met is better than none at all, right?
So life has been going for me. I love it a lot better here than I did in Utah. I mean, sure I don't have anyone to hang out with, but I am confident that I will very quickly and easily make more friends once school starts, and that's part of the reason that I am excited for school to start. Yesterday at the orientation I was really nervous because everyone there had a friend group and friends to hang with and I was just kind of an "outsider." But today when I was getting my parking pass to park my car in the parking lot at school, I met some really nice girls. We talked to each other and stuff and so that helped a bit though it doesn't change the fact that I'm super nervous.
Anyways. That's all I got for today! I'll post again net week, so be ready! ;)
~Alyssa
8/5/13
What a Life....
Well, here I am again! I don't think that this post will be nearly as lengthy but we'll just have to see I guess!
So, last Monday, I got all registered for school and I got to put in my schedule request! I was super stoked to get that all put in mainly because I requested to be put into Stage and Tech Crew. That means that I get to go back to working on Sound and Light Boards and building sets! Guys, I don't think you understand how much I missed that; I cried for a few nights because of how much I missed it. Even if I'm stuck starting at Stage Crew level 1, I am just grateful that I get to go back into it. I am certain that I will love it there.
After that not a whole lot happened. I was talked into getting a bikini. I'm not that comfortable with my body so I'm still trying to get used to seeing myself with such a lack of clothing on. Heck, these short shorts that I've been wearing are still something that I'm trying to get used to. But they're a necessity in this 100°+ weather. And even with those and my tank tops, I still sweat like a pig.
Tyler got his phone taken away until he gets a job and that kind of blows. I'm really used to looking down at my phone every minute or so and responding to a text that was typically from him, but there's nothing there. I kind of feel like we're drifting apart. Maybe we aren't, I hope we aren't, but I kind of feel that we are. With our busy schedules, talking to each other is really hard. I don't know, we'll just have to see what happens. I have confidence that we will work something out, but in the meantime I eagerly await his next email!
I received my first package from my mother! Nothing too exciting in it, really. I mean, unless you count perfume, an SAT book, and a picture exciting, then I guess it would be exciting, but that was about it. I miss my parents like crazy, but I'm sure glad to be out of Utah, and I honestly wouldn't have my life any other way. I hated Utah, but I'm so glad that I was able to get out of that state. I'm much happier where I'm at and I wish that I could have discovered this great state earlier.
Well, the last thing I can think of is the fact that today is my Dad's birthday! Happy Birthday Dad! you're quite the father to me, and I miss you like crazy! I hope that your birthday was great! Here's to the greatest dad in the whole world!
Like I said, short update, so I guess that's it! See you all! Have fun with life, I suppose!
~Alyssa
So, last Monday, I got all registered for school and I got to put in my schedule request! I was super stoked to get that all put in mainly because I requested to be put into Stage and Tech Crew. That means that I get to go back to working on Sound and Light Boards and building sets! Guys, I don't think you understand how much I missed that; I cried for a few nights because of how much I missed it. Even if I'm stuck starting at Stage Crew level 1, I am just grateful that I get to go back into it. I am certain that I will love it there.
After that not a whole lot happened. I was talked into getting a bikini. I'm not that comfortable with my body so I'm still trying to get used to seeing myself with such a lack of clothing on. Heck, these short shorts that I've been wearing are still something that I'm trying to get used to. But they're a necessity in this 100°+ weather. And even with those and my tank tops, I still sweat like a pig.
Tyler got his phone taken away until he gets a job and that kind of blows. I'm really used to looking down at my phone every minute or so and responding to a text that was typically from him, but there's nothing there. I kind of feel like we're drifting apart. Maybe we aren't, I hope we aren't, but I kind of feel that we are. With our busy schedules, talking to each other is really hard. I don't know, we'll just have to see what happens. I have confidence that we will work something out, but in the meantime I eagerly await his next email!
I received my first package from my mother! Nothing too exciting in it, really. I mean, unless you count perfume, an SAT book, and a picture exciting, then I guess it would be exciting, but that was about it. I miss my parents like crazy, but I'm sure glad to be out of Utah, and I honestly wouldn't have my life any other way. I hated Utah, but I'm so glad that I was able to get out of that state. I'm much happier where I'm at and I wish that I could have discovered this great state earlier.
Well, the last thing I can think of is the fact that today is my Dad's birthday! Happy Birthday Dad! you're quite the father to me, and I miss you like crazy! I hope that your birthday was great! Here's to the greatest dad in the whole world!
Like I said, short update, so I guess that's it! See you all! Have fun with life, I suppose!
~Alyssa
7/29/13
Loving Life
Hey everybody! I'm back!
I really just don't even know what to write about, other than the fact that I know that I need to blog and keep everybody updated. I've been keeping busy just running errands, working on Jarvis (see the movie Iron Man, I'm making the character called Jarvis), and shopping. I don't have any friends, and I don't think I will until I start swimming or start school. I'm okay with that though. I think it might be better that way just while I'm trying to figure things out down here.
I still haven't got my Texas Driving License... I'm kind of scared too. The only reason I say that is because I have to take the Driving Test again, and that is really scary for me, especially since I'll be with a driving instructor that I've never met in my entire life. I don't know what he will be expecting of me or anything, but I guess I'll have to take it eventually. And if I fail, I'll just pay and take it again. You know how that goes.
As far as me and my boyfriend go, we have been talking, but it's really on and off. He's been busy and so have I and we have struggled finding time to really sit down and just talk. The other thing that has been a struggle is the different time zones. With me being an hour ahead, we pretty much just have time to say goodbye and that's it. I miss being able to talk to him 24/7 but like I said, the fact that I'm so busy kind of keeps my mind off of him.
I've been to a few of the big cities, and that is really fun I guess. I'm really close to both Dallas and Fort Worth, which are both major cities in the state of Texas. I have also been to the city of Arlington, and that city is HUGE. It's really the only city that I've actually been through and looked around. There was a really big mall that I went into, and it was HUGE. I can't even begin to explain it, it's kind of something that you have to see for yourself. But yeah!
Schoolwise, I'm super excited for it to start! I just want to start making friends so that I can go out and do things. I'm really getting anxious for it to start, although, every year of school that I can remember I always get feeling this way. I went out and got all my school supplies, my backpack, and my lunch box. I don't know if that says anything about how excited I am, but I don't know what else will! I really am a nerd, but hey! Nerds rule the world, and let's be honest... they're all the rich ones. ;)
I got my Cowgirl boots and they are seriously the most comfy things I've put on my feet! And the best part? They are super cute. Not that anyone would care, but they have ANTEATER PRINT on them. Who can honestly say they have boots with anteater print? They have the rounded toe, the part that wraps around your leg/ankle is a cream color, and the part that goes around your foot is dark brown leather with the said anteater print. They're super cute and I got them for twenty dollars off! Can't beat that!
Well... that's it! This Texas Princess is signing off! I'll be sure to update this thing sometime in the future, but who knows when that will be!
~Miss Alyss
7/21/13
Get in Touch With Me!
Hey everyone, I'm back to blogging again I guess! Well, I think this will be a shorter entry mainly because I thought I would share some plans that I would love to put into action with you guys.
So some friends of mine and myself have decided to start up "Skype Sundays." This will be a day in which I will find a time to sit down and webchat with you, and we can talk! Pretty cool, right? I thought so too, the only problem is that I have no one to Skype! So, if you want to join in the Skype Sunday fun, let me know and we can get the details all figured out. If you can't Skype on Sunday's for whatever reason, let me know and maybe we can strike a deal.
For those that want to add me into their contact list right now, search me by my first and last name or by my screen name which is techienerd01. If I don't recognize your screen name, and you don't add your name into the little message block, I won't add you! Remember what we learned as kids? STRANGER DANGER.
I also did just finish making a Skype tutorial. It's not very good, but if you want to try it out, here's a link to it! Here's the link to that:
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0Bzc2MzzgQerbcEh4bWZkVWZ3V0E/edit?usp=sharing
ANYONE interested, I demand you to E-Mail me or comment below!
So some friends of mine and myself have decided to start up "Skype Sundays." This will be a day in which I will find a time to sit down and webchat with you, and we can talk! Pretty cool, right? I thought so too, the only problem is that I have no one to Skype! So, if you want to join in the Skype Sunday fun, let me know and we can get the details all figured out. If you can't Skype on Sunday's for whatever reason, let me know and maybe we can strike a deal.
For those that want to add me into their contact list right now, search me by my first and last name or by my screen name which is techienerd01. If I don't recognize your screen name, and you don't add your name into the little message block, I won't add you! Remember what we learned as kids? STRANGER DANGER.
I also did just finish making a Skype tutorial. It's not very good, but if you want to try it out, here's a link to it! Here's the link to that:
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0Bzc2MzzgQerbcEh4bWZkVWZ3V0E/edit?usp=sharing
ANYONE interested, I demand you to E-Mail me or comment below!
7/19/13
Saying (Temporary) Goodbyes
I posted a previous post, but that was from July 14th, so I'll make an actual post right now. Today my parents left. That was a painful goodbye, but I know that sooner than we know it, Christmas and maybe even Thanksgiving will be here so that I can see them again.
I had a tough time saying goodbye, letting go of my parents was so hard. I wish it wasn't, but it was. You know how when you were a little kid and is all you wanted was to get rid of your parents? When you move out it's the complete opposite. I mean, these are the people who have raised you since you were born! It was so hard.
Last night my dad gave me a note. It was so cute, and I loved it. It was just like a goodbye note I guess, and just was really cute! Um, yeah. Sorry, I'm really struggling with this entry because I just don't know what to write. I have a war inside right now, but I'm sure that I'll be okay given time.
I would like to dedicate the rest of this post to my parents.
Mom, Dad, you've been there for me through thick and thin, low and high, dark and light. You were there to pick me up when I fell, and you were there to push me to accomplish my goals and dreams. We fought a lot, we laughed a lot, we cried a lot too, but even through all of that you were still my parents. That is one thing that I know will never change.
Mom, you're still always going to be the crazy loving person that I've known through my 17 years of life. I'm really going to miss our "fights" in the kitchen, and I'll never forget all the memories that we forged. You'll always be my #1 closest friend, and my closest ally. I look up to you in so many ways that I don't think even you would understand. You've dried my tears, given me a brutal kick in the butt when needed, and had a smile that could brighten anyone's mood no matter how bad it was. I'll never be able to stop loving you, no matter how big of a fight we manage to get into.
Dad, you have been and always will be my Mike Wazowski and Mr. Fix-It Man. You are (and probably always will be) the hardest working person I know. I won't forget all the random things we've done together, from sifting through all that crap in the porta-potty to find your phone, to those tears that I saw and thought I never would see in my whole life, I know that you're my daddy and that I will always be you're little girl. I will miss all the random stories you'd come home from work with, but I'll miss being around you most of all.
I love you both with all my heart and that is something that will never ever change. I know that today and the next few days (and possibly months) will be hard and especially painful, but things will get easier. And try not to make people start wondering if you might actually be married for me, okay? Thanks for all you did and still are doing, mom and dad!
That's all I have, so until I post again....
~Lyssa
(P.S. Dad: No matter how technologically inept you are, I'm forcing you to learn Skype, I'll get someone on my side, and therefore can say that I am forcing you!)
I had a tough time saying goodbye, letting go of my parents was so hard. I wish it wasn't, but it was. You know how when you were a little kid and is all you wanted was to get rid of your parents? When you move out it's the complete opposite. I mean, these are the people who have raised you since you were born! It was so hard.
Last night my dad gave me a note. It was so cute, and I loved it. It was just like a goodbye note I guess, and just was really cute! Um, yeah. Sorry, I'm really struggling with this entry because I just don't know what to write. I have a war inside right now, but I'm sure that I'll be okay given time.
I would like to dedicate the rest of this post to my parents.
Mom, Dad, you've been there for me through thick and thin, low and high, dark and light. You were there to pick me up when I fell, and you were there to push me to accomplish my goals and dreams. We fought a lot, we laughed a lot, we cried a lot too, but even through all of that you were still my parents. That is one thing that I know will never change.
Mom, you're still always going to be the crazy loving person that I've known through my 17 years of life. I'm really going to miss our "fights" in the kitchen, and I'll never forget all the memories that we forged. You'll always be my #1 closest friend, and my closest ally. I look up to you in so many ways that I don't think even you would understand. You've dried my tears, given me a brutal kick in the butt when needed, and had a smile that could brighten anyone's mood no matter how bad it was. I'll never be able to stop loving you, no matter how big of a fight we manage to get into.
Dad, you have been and always will be my Mike Wazowski and Mr. Fix-It Man. You are (and probably always will be) the hardest working person I know. I won't forget all the random things we've done together, from sifting through all that crap in the porta-potty to find your phone, to those tears that I saw and thought I never would see in my whole life, I know that you're my daddy and that I will always be you're little girl. I will miss all the random stories you'd come home from work with, but I'll miss being around you most of all.
I love you both with all my heart and that is something that will never ever change. I know that today and the next few days (and possibly months) will be hard and especially painful, but things will get easier. And try not to make people start wondering if you might actually be married for me, okay? Thanks for all you did and still are doing, mom and dad!
That's all I have, so until I post again....
~Lyssa
(P.S. Dad: No matter how technologically inept you are, I'm forcing you to learn Skype, I'll get someone on my side, and therefore can say that I am forcing you!)
Don't Mess with Texas (From July 14th, 2013)
Well, I got moved down here to Texas!!! I was going to update before I left, but I got a little busy with packing and everything. The week before I left for California, the only thing I had packed was a box of duck tape for the little girl I'm living with. I guess I can share my experiences with you people since I think you want to know, for some reason.
I had my going away party last Saturday (I think the sixth, if that was even a Saturday. The Saturday after the fourth of July) and it went pretty well! I was a little worried that there would be no one there at first because all the people that had told me were going to come had texted me the morning of and told me they couldn't come. Much to my surprise, there was a good amount of people! We were going to play outside, but it ended up POURING rain, so we had to go inside. Once the rain died down to a light sprinkle, we went out and played games. Either way, it was good just to be around friends and family. I love you all to pieces, and I am so glad that all could make it to my place!
I also had a few friends that I had to say goodbye to afterwards because they couldn't make it out, and I think that they were the hardest goodbyes. First was my friend McCall, and we went out for coffee, and we did what girls do best- talk. Since my blood type is Starbucks (that is credited to Chelsea... thanks for that too) that was the topping to the perfect day. And lets be honest, what girl doesn't like to talk?! She was sad, and so am I, but she wants to go to Dallas, so I'm so excited to get the opportunity to show her around some day (when I have my own place).
Next up came my "Grandpaw" and "Grandmaw" Thurston. There were tears, and my Grandma was dang near balling on my shoulder, and I saw something that Dad says he has only seen once before; My grandpa cry (twice at that)! They were really sad (so was I) but I know that that was not the last time I'll see them, regardless of what they tell me.
Then came Jake. That was a hard goodbye, especially since he is one of my best friends. He's going on a mission in November, and I won't be able to make it to his farewell (unless a miracle happens and I get a job down here), so I don't know when I'm going to see him again. He probably thinks I'm a crybaby because I started balling my eyes out when I turned around to leave, and he's had to see me cry so many times before, but I'll say it now and I'll keep telling him, had I not meant him, I would have missed out on so many great things (Swim Team, Tech Crew, Computers, many great plays and musicals) and he's taught me a lot of things too! So thanks for being such an amazing friend, Jake! I know that I'll always be able to count on you, no matter what!
My boyfriend came the same day as Jake. It was a really hard goodbye, but like I told him, this is just a different way of saying hello, and it isn't goodbye. We may not live a few short blocks away anymore, but I know that we can still see each other in a variety of other ways, and like my grandparents, that isn't the last he'll see of me, he's kinda stuck whether or not he likes it. ;)
And that is it as far as the goodbyes go, unless you count my dog, Cocoa (and yes, I did cry my little eyes out over my little man.). They were definitely hard, but I know that I will see most of those people again for sure.
As far as the drive up here goes, it was long. Except for a time that was shorter than an hour, I drove my car the entire way here to Texas. And let me tell you, I already am in love with this place. There's just something about the people- they all seem so happy! They talk to you as if they have known you for years! And I know I'm not under the scrutinizing eyes of many Utahns. Not all were super judgemental, but the ones that were insanely judgemental made up the majority. And I'm so glad to be rid of that kind of poison in my life for a minute. I'll say it again and again, I love it here.
Nothing too crazy happened. I mean, my dad's check engine light came on, but it was something that his truck could fix on its own. So it wasn't a big deal at all. He also almost ran out of gas, but again, no big deal at all. I didn't have any issues at all with my little blue Camry. It did not like some of the hills that we went up, but it's a little four cylinder. And for being a four cylinder, it did d**n good!
I also went down to my new school today too, and I think I will like it as much as I did my old Junior High (since we all know how much I hated my High School, the old one in Syracuse anyways.). There are so many classes to choose from, and I can only pick 7! I want to take them all! What a nerd I am. ;)
I'd love to hear from you guys, so, when I finally get my computer all set up again, I'll get that skype tutorial up. In the meantime, if you already have and know how to use skype, follow me! Starting next Sunday, I'm intending on doing "Skype Sundays." So if you want to webchat with me, drop me a message on Skype, and we'll get all the details all ironed out! My username is techienerd01. I will only respond if I know who you are, so make sure you add your name in the very first message! Any other way, I'll just ignore you!
Well, when I'm feeling compelled to do so, I'll update again! Love you all!
~Lyssa
I had my going away party last Saturday (I think the sixth, if that was even a Saturday. The Saturday after the fourth of July) and it went pretty well! I was a little worried that there would be no one there at first because all the people that had told me were going to come had texted me the morning of and told me they couldn't come. Much to my surprise, there was a good amount of people! We were going to play outside, but it ended up POURING rain, so we had to go inside. Once the rain died down to a light sprinkle, we went out and played games. Either way, it was good just to be around friends and family. I love you all to pieces, and I am so glad that all could make it to my place!
I also had a few friends that I had to say goodbye to afterwards because they couldn't make it out, and I think that they were the hardest goodbyes. First was my friend McCall, and we went out for coffee, and we did what girls do best- talk. Since my blood type is Starbucks (that is credited to Chelsea... thanks for that too) that was the topping to the perfect day. And lets be honest, what girl doesn't like to talk?! She was sad, and so am I, but she wants to go to Dallas, so I'm so excited to get the opportunity to show her around some day (when I have my own place).
Next up came my "Grandpaw" and "Grandmaw" Thurston. There were tears, and my Grandma was dang near balling on my shoulder, and I saw something that Dad says he has only seen once before; My grandpa cry (twice at that)! They were really sad (so was I) but I know that that was not the last time I'll see them, regardless of what they tell me.
Then came Jake. That was a hard goodbye, especially since he is one of my best friends. He's going on a mission in November, and I won't be able to make it to his farewell (unless a miracle happens and I get a job down here), so I don't know when I'm going to see him again. He probably thinks I'm a crybaby because I started balling my eyes out when I turned around to leave, and he's had to see me cry so many times before, but I'll say it now and I'll keep telling him, had I not meant him, I would have missed out on so many great things (Swim Team, Tech Crew, Computers, many great plays and musicals) and he's taught me a lot of things too! So thanks for being such an amazing friend, Jake! I know that I'll always be able to count on you, no matter what!
My boyfriend came the same day as Jake. It was a really hard goodbye, but like I told him, this is just a different way of saying hello, and it isn't goodbye. We may not live a few short blocks away anymore, but I know that we can still see each other in a variety of other ways, and like my grandparents, that isn't the last he'll see of me, he's kinda stuck whether or not he likes it. ;)
And that is it as far as the goodbyes go, unless you count my dog, Cocoa (and yes, I did cry my little eyes out over my little man.). They were definitely hard, but I know that I will see most of those people again for sure.
As far as the drive up here goes, it was long. Except for a time that was shorter than an hour, I drove my car the entire way here to Texas. And let me tell you, I already am in love with this place. There's just something about the people- they all seem so happy! They talk to you as if they have known you for years! And I know I'm not under the scrutinizing eyes of many Utahns. Not all were super judgemental, but the ones that were insanely judgemental made up the majority. And I'm so glad to be rid of that kind of poison in my life for a minute. I'll say it again and again, I love it here.
Nothing too crazy happened. I mean, my dad's check engine light came on, but it was something that his truck could fix on its own. So it wasn't a big deal at all. He also almost ran out of gas, but again, no big deal at all. I didn't have any issues at all with my little blue Camry. It did not like some of the hills that we went up, but it's a little four cylinder. And for being a four cylinder, it did d**n good!
I also went down to my new school today too, and I think I will like it as much as I did my old Junior High (since we all know how much I hated my High School, the old one in Syracuse anyways.). There are so many classes to choose from, and I can only pick 7! I want to take them all! What a nerd I am. ;)
I'd love to hear from you guys, so, when I finally get my computer all set up again, I'll get that skype tutorial up. In the meantime, if you already have and know how to use skype, follow me! Starting next Sunday, I'm intending on doing "Skype Sundays." So if you want to webchat with me, drop me a message on Skype, and we'll get all the details all ironed out! My username is techienerd01. I will only respond if I know who you are, so make sure you add your name in the very first message! Any other way, I'll just ignore you!
Well, when I'm feeling compelled to do so, I'll update again! Love you all!
~Lyssa
Take 2!
Before I make an actual post I thought I'd let you all know that for the foreseeable future, my other site is down. Until I can gain back control of the home network, it will be down. So until that happens I'll use this site! All right, I'll make some actual posts now! :)
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