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| Huh. Half of summer plus an entire semester has gone by since I last told you people of my life. Does anybody still read this???????????? So about life: it goes on. and on. no matter what you do. Whether you want it to or not... it keeps going. I still work at Lonestar every weekend. I love it. Come visit me if you want to. It would make me happy. My life has changed drastically over the past few months, but I don't think it's a bad change. I love the people I hang out with now... but I miss a lot of people who i used to hang out with. Some people more than others. =/ I'm basically apathetic and indifferent to a lot of things I used to be passionate about. That doesn't mean that I'm not happy though... because I am. This was a bit abstract and random, but if you really want to know what's up w/ me I figure you will talk to me... That is all. =)
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| So... first chem test= Robert- 95%...... Michelle- 63% Good times. What else? ...I had an emotional breakdown at work and cried for two hours while trying to serve tables, came to work completely hung-over the next day, knocked over a bunch of stuff, and made crappy tips. I'm just in one of those honest-type moods, kids. I like work, because it gives me somewhere to be, and something to do. I honestly don't know what to do with myself on my days off. I am bored and unproductive. I'm going to Dallas next weekend to visit my aunt and uncle (but not my grandma, b/c i'm a little perturbed w/ her at the moment). I'm going to hopefully just chill and clear my head about a lot of stuff. Well... I'm going to go before I post my entire personal life on the internet. (This needs not be done.) If you want to know, just ask and depending upon who is doing the asking, I may do some telling... but I won't lie, I may not. I'm just in one of those moods. Later, gators.
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| Back in the good ole' days, summer was a time that I looked forward to from January. It was a time of swimming, hanging out, and basically just doing whatever. Even last summer, when I had two jobs, I still chilled with my friends and whatnotness. This summer does not feel that way. I have only been back from SC for three days, but it feels like weeks. I worked Sunday, Mon, Tues... and I ended up being there until 10:30 all three nights. Work isn't bad, though. At least I don't completely dread it. Chemistry, on the other hand... is going to suck. The lecture time isn't that bad- 2:00-3:20 Mon-Thurs... it's the lab that is going to kill me: 11:00-2:50 Tues and Thurs. BOO! Fortunately, Robert is in there with me, so I'm not completely alone. I want to see my friends. I am a sad duck without y'all. (Yes, I said y'all... AGAIN.) Seriously, I am having major withdrawals. If it weren't for breakfast with Jen and Granny the other day, I would be in a state of complete... badness. Yeah. Well, I suppose I should go do my homework now... boo homework. Maybe I'll just copy Robert's. Haha
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So... the trip here: Arrived at airport where I had to park the car, ride a shuttle alone with the creepy driver, and escort myself to the front of the ticket line where my mom and brother were waiting (Robert is on crutches, and therefore received a wheelchair upon arrival at the airport). We then proceeded to the security gate, where Robert (in his wheelchair) was practically molested by a security guard- trying to be sure that my oh-so-fearsome-looking brother was not trying to smuggle in a weapon or illegal drugs, I suppose... We then boarded our plane when we discovered that we would not be seated next to each other. Whatever, I had my iPod, right? Yeah, so the dude next to me (not cute, but obviously thought that he was) pulled out his Maxim magazine and felt the need to get his face approx. 3 inches from the scantily clad women in the centerfold. Then he looked over at me, then back to his magazine. Talk about unnerving. Then there was an article (that I could kind of see without seeming like I was staring too much) that listed the top 20 "conquerers" of all time- that's sexual conquerers, my friends. It listed the man, his age, and how many women in whom he had planted his seed. Quite disgusting. So... we finally land in Chicago, only to experience a 2 hour delay in our flight to Atlanta, not that it mattered anyways, because when we got to Atlanta we received a call from the g'rents, "Our car broke down half-way to the airport (it's a 3 hour drive), so we had to get it towed back to Anderson, SC, get a ride to Clemson, pick up the other car, and now we're on our way." Needless to say, we waited in the airport for a bit. The other car is a Honda Element. They don't look that small, but it was a scoatch cramped back there. There are two seats in the back, so I was perched precariously atop the hard-plastic cup-holder area... for THREE HOURS. *ahem* So... Since then, we have just kind of hung out around Clemson. We went to see the DaVinci Code yesterday. It was pretty good. Today, we went "sailing." Translation: There was no wind, so we floated about and I developed a nasty sunburn on the tops of my feet. Also: I have two choices- Sleep with my mom in a full-sized bed or sleep on the worst fold-out couch ever created... I chose the couch, which is located in the world's creepiest basement. It's not bad during daylight hours, but I somehow manage to freak myself out at night. And pray for me- My grandpa is a HORRIBLE driver!! He uses his right foot for the gas, and his left for the brake, so everything is a bit jerky- and keep in mind that I am sitting on cupholders with no seatbelt. haha...
Well, that was a long entry... I'll leave you a picture of the beautiful lake where we went sailing this morning.
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