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Name: Alyssa
Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States
Birthday: 6/3/1988
Interests: Art, writing (poetry, songs, stories...depends on my mood), reading, music, playing with my critters, talking, music, driving like a maniac, coffee, tea, music, chillin' with my friends, and did I mention that I like music?
Expertise: Giving hugs...and I've been told that I give really good backrubs.^_^
Occupation: Student, hospital staffer
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  RestlessCourage
MSN: restlesscourage
Yahoo:  restless_courage
Member Since:
9/22/2003
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| So I started a new blog that I actually update sometimes, and forgot to announce it to the two friends I have left over here. ;) Go find me on Tumblr! | | |
| Hey Xanga peoples! I'm still keeping up a blog elsewhere, but I thought I'd check in and say hi. I actually revamped my website, so the blog is there now, along with a gallery with some of my pictures. So yeah, you should go check it out. [ /end shameless plug ] ;)
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| To a new blog, that is.
I don't know how much I'll be coming back here . . . I've been scarce at best for the last couple of years. However, I started a new blog, so if you want to come and visit me over there and hear about my thoughts on life, you're more than welcome to do so. I've been thinking a lot (surprise surprise, I know), and I've decided I want to bounce my ideas off of other people. So come and read what's on my mind and leave me comments and let me know what you think. :)
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| So it's been over six months since I've written anything here.
Hi guys, how have you been?
Life is crazy. I've grown and changed so much in the past six months . . . there's no way I could begin to explain how. I don't really know how or when it happened . . . I just know that I'm different. (Yeah, yeah, I've always been different . . . hush, you. )
I've discovered that I'm regressing now that I'm back at home though. Or maybe I'm not really regressing so much as I'm . . . I dunno . . . drifting? I feel rather lost a lot of the time, actually. I'm doing better than I was at the beginning of the summer. At first it was so hard being away from the friends I had gotten so close to over the year. I was horribly depressed the first few weeks of summer. I felt like everything was completely pointless. I'm past that point now . . . I think. Maybe I just got used to it . . . sort of turned numb. Either way, I sort of feel like I'm in limbo . . . ya know? Like I'm caught between two places and I can't really get into either of them. I'm just stuck. I'm at home but I haven't really moved back in -- some of my stuff is STILL waiting to be unpacked. I feel like I'm not here that much anyway. I'm nannying this summer . . . which is bizarre. I'm totally underpaid. But whatever, it's still money. And it keeps me busy (and away from the house) 35-40 hours a week. I don't feel like I'm at home. I feel like I should still be moved out. Marc's been gone 2.5 weeks with the youth group in the Czech Republic. He comes home tomorrow. It doesn't feel like it's been that long . . . probably because I went longer than that without seeing him during the school year. I just feel disconnected from what's going on here.
I wasn't planning to write all of that.
Anyway . . . on to happier news. As I mentioned, I'm nannying this summer, close to full-time. Which has been good; the kids are usually pretty great, and they're older, so the job really isn't that hard. I bought a new camera a couple of weeks ago and I've already taken close to 900 pictures with it. It's a digital SLR . . . it's amazing and I love it. I think I'm going to buy another lens for it . . . provided I can talk my parents into not being angry at me for it. It's my money, and I can afford it and I'll have plenty left over, but I've learned that it's not worth trying to act like I can make these decisions independently. I'm tired of family conflict . . . I've gone back to avoiding it as much as possible rather than confronting it. I don't really live here anymore . . . I figure it's no longer my responsibility. It never should have been my responsibility in the first place. And there I go again . . .
Biggest news of the summer is probably the fact that I'm going to England with my family in a few weeks! I'm pumped, other than going to Tijuana over spring break for a mission trip (which was AMAZING . . . I have yet to go a day without thinking of that trip and the people I met there) I haven't really been out of the country. Ever. (There was a cruise to the Bahamas once, but I was only 6 or 7, and I don't remember much of it . . . I was pretty seasick, I think.) So I'm excited.  We leave the 3rd and get back the 10th. It's gonna be amazing . . . hopefully we can set aside whatever it is that usually makes us argue whenever we're together as a family so we can actually enjoy this vacation. I think we will.
Other news . . .
- Diego (my fishy that I got last spring) died a few weeks ago. It was sad . . . but not as sad as I thought it would be.
- I bought a bonsai tree. His name is Fezzik. He's awesome.
- A couple of days ago I bought the complete works of Lewis Carroll (leatherbound), Pride and Prejudice, Paradise Lost, and A Tale of Two Cities for a grand total of $20. One of the most exciting shopping trips I've ever made! (I'm now about 200 pages in to A Tale of Two Cities . . . and so far I'm enjoying it!)
- I'm still driving the minivan. We've *almost* gotten rid of it three times in the past six months. But the Beast lives on.
 Hopefully she'll last me through Christmas . . . it'd be wonderful if she'd last to the end of the school year. I'm gonna miss that car when it goes.
I think that's about it. I need to go to bed . . . I've been really tired lately. Mom pointed out today that it's probably because I haven't been very active since I got home. I did a great job of working out at first . . . and then I stopped. I need to get back on that . . .
Goodnight, Xanga friends!
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| Merry Christmas, Xanga friends!
Yeah...that's about all I have to say. Facebook has stolen my life...actually, that's a lie. Psych nerds have stolen it. And I'm so not complaining...:)
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