Saturday, December 13, 2008

About me

good evening all,

i always wanted to start a blog, like a real life big girl blog. But i never seemed to have the time or the patience to write down everything in my life that was/is going on. As of now though, i have the time, and perhaps (temporarily or not) the patience to see it through. I figure there's no correct way to start this out. So perhaps ill tell you about myself. I'm 20 years old, originally from Rochester, Indiana. You probably haven't heard of it, and trust me you're not missing much of anything. But it is my hometown, regardless of the boring small town America place where everyone and their mother knows your business, that little cracker jack sized town will always have a special place in my heart (mostly because my entire family is still there). I'm an only child, my parents divorced when i was two, and my mother married my step father when i was 11. And still i remained the baby of the family, even today at 20 years old, im still looked at as the baby, that needs to be protected and looked after. Even though i live 4000 miles away on my own, but i digress. I graduated from Rochester Community High School in January 7, 2006, a full semester ahead of schedule. Then went straight on to college at IUSB..a sattellite campus of indiana university. But 3 years prior to this, i met the love of my life and my best friend in the whole wide world, Mark. But like many high school sweethearts, as soon as i hit college, we split. He went on to the Army, and i had one hell of a time in college (my grades suffered immensely). i also met my second best friend Beth while in college. This woman deserves a blog of her own, she has been with me through so much, and was one of the very few people who have always supported me regardless of how crazy my ideas were. Beth coming into my life showed me truth in the concept of irony in life. At one point, we HATED each other, mind you we had never met until my first day of college, and basically ever since that first day of college we were inseparable. Mark and Beth went to high school together, and like many young girls i got jealous of her friendship with mark, it just seemed to me when we broke up that she just swooped right in and tried to get with him. That wasnt entirely the case though, Mark was busy with a girl ill call 'hood rat'...that friendship with benefits was shortlived...anyway skip to may 06. Beth and I head down to Fort Benning, GA for a nice weekend with mark, knowing all the while it would be akward as hell. It was literally like torture for me the whole time, i had thought during that time we were apart, that my constant partying would cure me of the love i still felt so intensely for him. And i was ignorant enough to think that i could handle being there with him, the realization that i couldnt break this spell hit me like a brick wall. I was dating someone at the time, although it wasnt serious on my half, this guy was very serious about me, which made things all the more complicated. Anyway, i spent most of that first trip crying myself to sleep. But i knew when he looked at me that things had not gotten any easier for him either. So we didnt talk about anything serious, and 2 days later we got back in my car and beth and i headed back to indiana, not knowing if i could ever make this trip again. I literally cried the whole way home. All 12 hours of it. But he started writing me more and more and he convinced me to come back for his graduation from basic training. So Beth and i loaded ourselves into the car once more and headed down to long road to see him again. This trip was very different, we both admitted to what we were feeling, and decided to get back together. This was the start of our new life together. 6 months later we eloped in a small ceremony in Fairbanks, Alaska. Which is where we live as of now. We lived up here together until september 18th, 2008..thats the day mark left alaska to serve in iraq. its almost been 3 months..and it feels like 3 years truly. But the days are starting to fly by faster and faster luckily. So now im just laying in wait, praying for his safe return....

to be continued...

1 comment:

  1. Is it at this point that I am supposed to make a witty comment on your post?

    Can't I just say I love you?

    I'mma do it anyways.