oh life.

alright. so it's thundering and raining now. i should probably shower in case the electricity goes out. but if the electricity goes out. there is a good chance i wont move since my room is a danger zone for boxes....
Packed up my boom box today.
also cleaned out some books from my bookshelf that i'm going to donate to my local library.
I mean i read them once. they were alright, i kept them before just in case i would ever read them again but i probably wont. and well since i'm moving i really don't need the extra amount of weight from books i might never read again.
!
and my mom has this box of her stuff in my room...because she wants me to look at her scrapbooks from when she was a kid so she can burn them?
i dont know.
but it's like right in the way of my door. and i'm starting to feel like it's all closing in on me!
and every time i take down a poster i feel sad.
but i'm going to be away for a week for Peer Mentor training so i figured i need to pack now. since that's in 16 days or something of that sort
i dont' really know the exact date because i refuse to count down to it, because i'm kind of dreading it.
they are doing peer mentor spamming via email with everyone. and it's intense.
and everyone is talking about their summer responding to each other. and i haven't participated because what am i supposed to say? you know. it would be like
oh hey guys
my parents are getting divorced, my family is moving except we have no where to move to, i work at an ice cream place, but they dont' give me enough hours so i need to get another job oh and i'm doing an internship.
and starting to pack my life away in boxes.
oh cool see you 16 days!

maybe i should write that. then they would stop filling up my inbox with unnecessary messages.
or maybe i'm just hatin' since i'm feeling sad.
although i'm not really sure, because everytime someone talks about Peer Mentor training, I feel sick.
it's like this we train for like three days all day. but the nights we have free...and that scares me because well most college students (unlike me) go to bed crazy late and do crazy things.
plus they are talking about capture the flag (which i am horrible at and really do not like playing) and some other games which make me nervous. because
1. i don't want to be like a downer and be like do not want to play
2. i do not want to make a fool of myself by not knowing what they are talking about with certain games
3. i want to actually sleep while i'm out there

and well i don't know i'm just really quiet and almost all of them are not. you know i think i just don't want to go because i know that when i get back i will have four days to make sure my entire life is at a new location.
a new location that is currently undecided.
and well i don't like that idea.
and that one week while i'm away could be a week that i spend in this house that i will never see again after i come back.

i dont know maybe i'm just tired from the last three days.
i will just talk about yesterday and today now.
yesterday.
arrived at internship.
received call from the mom of the girl i used to/hope to continue babysitting telling me about a job at her work that would be two days a week, eight hours a day. scanning/unstapling things.
i was like YESSSSS
i didn't even realize it but i kind of wanted a second job. amazing how that opened up for me!
went to the conference room. the three guys there were all OH HI. blah blah and i was like uh yup morning.
whatever.
everyone showed up, went through the process of listening to whatever they were talking about.
snack time came around.
went downstairs.
met this guy who graduated a year before me, and just graduated from the naval academy's parents. who were SO NICE to me. they were like making jokes and laughing. they seemed super cool.
and i decided i'm going to marry that kid. because his parents are cool.
plus i always secretly had a crush on that kid.
hahah.
snack time was over.
went back to the room. listened some more.
this 95 year old guy showed up. NO JOKE. he was 95, he was hilarious though. he burst through the door (as fast as he could with his cane and being 95) and he was like Agent Reichenbach (which is his last name) has arrived. it was awesome. i want to be that cool when i'm older :)
then lunch time! had lunch.
THEN I LEFT.
because i decided it was my birthday and i didn't want to be there all day.
picked up my best friend.
went and got my license renewed/ got a new picture.
came home watched Funny Face, took like a hundred pictures on my mac with my bff
they are hilarious.
took my best friend home
came back home
my family ate without me. i know. how mean. it was my birthday.
but whatever.
ate. had some cheesecake. my lame-o family sang to me. horribly i must add.
i think, actually i know they felt bad for eating without me
went to youth group.
my brothers separately got me. John Mayer's Cd Battle Studies, and the movie Bandslam!
my mom got me two dresses when we were at Rice's on Monday, and my dad bought me two pairs of Tom's which should be arriving next tuesday!
got some money from the relatives.
which is always nice.
went to bed.
today.
woke up.
had cheesecake for breakfast.
went to internship.
was third person to arrive. so the guy running it asked me a bunch of questions about well me.
umm everyone showed up we started.
snack time came.
went downstairs.
it ended quickly went back up.
more discussion.
the guy from the camp where my supervisor insists i work as part of my internship came to talk. he gave us a free shirt.
except he gave me a size that's kind of way to big. but whatever it was free, and i wasn't really planning on wearing it anyway considering it's a golf challenge polo from last year.
it's the thought that counts.
yup the next presenter was some guy from an old folks home, he gave us free pens!
then it was lunch time.
it was burritos. all the guys raved about it. it was hilarious. since it was the most they talked during meal time all three days.
although i never ate with them. i helped the ladies in the kitchen set everything up. they were super nice and funny.
well by set everything up i mean take things out to the table, then clean up when the guys were done.
while eating with the ladies.
after lunch went upstairs the presenter guy said my name like fifteen times in different sentences because according to him he didn't want to forget my name. by that point i was kind of like oh go figure. since every single presenter that came in was always shocked that a girl was there since it was a seminar for guys to become an ordained pastor.
anyways the presenter guy was funny though. and he made the guys do a sermon/lecture in five minutes as if they had just been surprised by someone asking them to do that.
it was pretty hilarious. until the presenter guy made me do a skit with him.
it was awkward.
but oh well. i had to pretend to be married to an verbally/emotionally abusive husband.
very interesting. after our skit all the guys were like "oh who is this guy we will break his fingers!"
jokingly of course. it was funny. and weird, but sort of nice since i only knew them for like three days at that point.
such strange men.
then all the other guys presented and almost all of them like made it a point to point out that i wasn't a guy. or something. i was like jeez.
but they were all nice. so it wasn't too bad. i wouldn't really consider them my friends, but i figure if i would see them again perhaps i would say hi.
i might as well mention the oldest guy was like 54 and the youngest guy was probably in his mid to late twenties. all were either married or engaged.
and the one guy was always really nice to me.
they were all like oh look me up on facebook, well to each other. and i was kind of like please don't look me up on facebook. that would be so weird.
i mean that would be like becoming friends with five pastors in one day.
that's kind of strange.
i mean it's not like i care about what people think, i just dont think we would stay in contact... so there really is no point.
you know that kind of thing.

anyways.
in an interesting turn of events
my brother came home from camping today.
and apparently he pierced his nose.
idk i haven't really seen him i passed him while driving today but that's it.
and my mom is kind of freaking out.
i think it's weird if he really did. boys with piercing...freak me out.
i kind of dont' think boys should have piercings. but that's just me.
especially not nose ones though..
to each their own i guess.
and well i need sleep. exhausted.
good night.