So, I guess alot has been happening....I've been busy as always, there have been times when I seriously thought I would loose it, but there were also some very calm and relaxing moments as well.
I've finally started calling the Moseley house "home" which was a hard thing to get my head around at first. But of course with finally becoming comfortable enough and with how busy I've been, my room is an absolute total wreck. I'm hoping that I will have some time at some point (along with the motivation at that time) to really get some work done. I still havn't finished unpacking all of my boxes.

I'm not really sure what to say...life is life right now, constantly up and down, as it should be. Currently I'm between classes, sitting in the library...hopefully I can get some work done on school work which I'm desperately trying to catch up with. Graduation is drawing near...I actually had to sit through a meeting about it Tuesday, its obviously not going to be anything spectacular, and while some of my family seems very excited, it doesn't really mean much to me...I'm not sure why, I guess because I'm under the constant ridicule from people (and myself) that I don't go to a "real" college, because I've never left home, because its only an associates, and never along the line did I think it got really really hard. College has almost seemed easier to me than High School (minus the fact that I have to do everything on my own motivation, and that motivation fails me half the time). I just look at some of my friends who are at JMU or VCU and doing so well, or my brother who has gone through hundreds of flaming hoops to finally get to graduate within 4 years. I just don't feel like I've actually accomplished anything. I've started to wonder, if I'm not able to get the Bachelor's, will I be able to get a decent job that I enjoy with only an associates? Am I talented enough?....I'm not sure I am.

ok...I've realized I'm ranting now...I need to shut up and just put my nose to the grindstone.

A quick post

So I am all moved in now...it feels wierd. I had a really hard time being able to sleep for the first few days, and its hard to get used to being alone all the time, I dont' even have a cat to talk to. I'm starting to get used to the noises that the house makes, so I can sleep now, but not having internet is getting frustrating and I feel akward, like I'm in someone else's home and limited to only 3 rooms because there is still alot of Granny's stuff there.

Spring break starts tonight (as soon as this class is over...yes Mama, I'm in class and not paying attention at all :P ) I'm happy that I will have more time to just relax and catch up on over due school work, and unpack some more boxes. I just hope I actually get a couple days to lay around and do nothing, I need a couple of these days.

Yeah, really short post, but that's all I have to say.

What's been going on...

So I've been pretty insanely busy lately. So, when the house got flooded, we thought that everything was fine, but it turned out that we had alot of water damage. So we had to get people to come in and tear up all the floors of the effected places. Well, to understand further, you have to understand this... we have been planning on moving for a little while now. The original plan was to, over the next year to some renovations to the house we are in now as well as some to the house we are planning on moving into, and by the end of a years time we would move into my great-grandmother's house. And once we were over there we do some of the renovations that require us to not be in the house (the house we are in now) and then sell this house within a year after that. Well, it was decided that while we are getting the floors replaced the plan is to put carpet in all of the bedrooms, including mine, and replace the bathroom and kitchen floors (to make the house more sellable), so for about a month the house won't be liveable so we will be staying in the other house during that time. That is really the only thing that is for sure right now (atleast that I can remember/know of) Now, last week I was under the impression that all this was happening faster that it actually is, so I thought that I had untill tomorrow to completely empty my room. But I think that we might have more time than that.
There was the idea that after the floors are done being replaced and my parents move back into our house, that I would stay. That is really up in the air right now, there is the issue of renting the house just for me, and whether I would be ok with living on my own for almost a year untill my parents are ready to really move in.
Its all a little stressful for the three of us, and we are playing just about everything by ear because that is the only logical way of doing it.
I'm excited, hesitant, and a little stressed about it all from top to bottom.

This must be a Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays...

I really have been feeling Arthur Dent's phrase through and through this past month, every single time Thursday rolls around. Thursdays this semester are my only days that I have more than one class during the day, my first class is from 12:30p-about 3 and my second is from 6:30p to 9p. And if I'm scedualed to work at all on a Thursday it will be opening, which means that I have to be awake at 4am. Not only that but I recently decided to start volunteering and helping out with the JV guard, and really the only times I can come are Thursdays and some Saturdays because I have this nice little gap of time between classes that allows me enough time to go back out to Powhatan, stay for practice, head home to put up the ducks and whatever else I need to do while I'm there for a grand total of about 10 min., and then head back to the school to quickly finish and print out whatever assignment is due by 6:30p. Then I sit in class (the most monotonous, boring, sleep inducing class I have ever experienced) for 2 1/2 hours before I get to maybe go to Starbucks and grab a coffee before going home.
Today I don't have to work, so I wasn't planning on getting up untill about 10:30 before getting a shower and leaving for school. Well, if you have read my mother's post or note on facebook, you will know that something posessed my mother this morning while she was still in her coma from sleep and she accidentally flooded half the house...now, while I am not upset with her at all (I'm not, I actually think it was funny) but I awoke this morning (at 7:30am) by my mother screaming "OH MY GOD!!!", now when you wake up to that noise it kind of makes you panic...I first though that maybe for some strange reason she had just woken up and it was like 3pm or something (my mother wouldn't be physically capable of this, but I have done it on numorous occasions.) So I jump out of bed, run into the hall and see her in a panic standing in 2inches of water...she ran to her bathroom and turned off the faucet that she had accidentally left running for approx. 45min. So I helped her clean it up with all the dry (not clean) linens we could find, and dry things out...we got it as good as it could get by a little after 8 when daddy came home...I got back in bed but after have that much adrinaline pumped in me, I couldn't fall asleep untill 5min before my first alarm went off....lovely. So I hit the snooze button every 10min untill it was 11:20 and I really needed to get up. I did get my shower, but that made me late for class. I just left my A&P class, where we just spent the class reviewing and studying because we have our first test on Tuesday. I'm pretty stressed out about it because I am by no means ready, and its probably going to be about a 95 question test, and he is diliberatley difficult when it comes to phrasing questions. (No, I'm not being bias, he proudly admits to being purposfully difficult)
So here I am, in the library, probably wasting time instead of finishing the 2 1/2 projects that are due tonight (2 of them are already past due). I will probably get something started over the next 20min before leaving for Powhatan...

Thursdays are just extreamly long days for me...But atleast I never have to be awake before 1pm on Fridays so I can always try and recooporate.

Well, off I go to try and actually get something done.

An interesting night...

I went into work about 3:30 yesterday afternoon, and my day had been going fine, I was just a little more tired than I thought I should have been. Well about 4pm my chest started feeling tight and was hurting, it wasn't horrible, it was just bothering me. So I just ignored it for a while, but it was progressively getting worse. I was getting to the point to where I couldn't take full breaths, and every time I swallowed I would get a really sharp pain...Now understand this, I have a very high tolerance for pain, and I have dealt with a lot throughout my life so when it gets to the point to where I'm thinking about leaving work...its BAD. Anyways, I asked if I took a ten (my shift supervisor already knew I wasn't feeling well but I didn't tell him how bad it was) I called my mom asking if I should go to patient first after work, my mom said that she was going to come meet me at work and if I decided to finish my shift that was fine but either way she wanted to come and check on me. So I went and told my shift that I might be leaving early to go to the doctor, he was really cool about it he just said go ahead and close your till and clock off, don't worry about it. So when my mom got there we ended up going to the hospital simply because it was closer. Well, by the time I got there the pain was at a 10 on a scale of 1-10...I didn't want to move, talk, breathe, anything. I hurt a lot worse to lay down than it did to sit up, so when they were doing an EKG (usually they want you laying down) it got so bad I started yelling, but I was in so much pain I couldn't sit myself up so my mom had to...luckily they could still run the test with me sitting rather than lying down. Well, I didn't have a heart attack, which is good. They did blood work, gave me some GI meds to see if it was a stomach/esophagus problem, and they took an x-ray of my chest. They ruled out all the big things. But they don't know what it is. They have a few ideas of what it could be, but they would need to take a CT scan and they were hesitant to do so. They didn't want to do the scan because they have recently found out that CT scans can cause cancer and on women, when we have kids it could cause birth defects, because a CT scan has the radiation equivalent to 500 x-rays, and I've already had probably 2 CT scans before, so they don't want to do that unless they need to. So, anyways, they did give me a medicine which is an anti-inflammatory/pain med which really helped with the pain, which is why they think its something inflammatory in my chest. But, they sent me home on a "watch and wait" protocol. So if the pain gets as bad as it did last night, I go back. Well, the medicine they gave me has worn off obviously, and the pain is coming back. I've been taking Advil which is a ton less effective as the meds they gave me, but it takes a tiny bit of the edge off (mostly because it’s an anti-inflammatory).

Mostly right now, I'm really tired. I dared going to choir practice tonight, which probably wasn't a good idea because my pain is a lot worse now, and just moving around some completely wipes me out. Luckily I don't have school or work tomorrow, so I have one more day to try and recover. I'm hoping that this will eventually go away, whatever it is. But I have this suspicion that it’s going to happen all over again. I think I might be able to deal with this a lot easier if I weren't so tired. And its still hard for me to get comfortable, especially in bed because the pain is worse when I'm laying down...I might try sleeping in the living room on the lazy boy.
At least I'll be able to study for my A&P class...Oh, hah, something funny...one of the things that they think that it might be, is something that I learned about in A&P Thursday. Your heart is incased in 2 membranes, and inside them is a liquid, so it’s kind of like a water balloon but with an extra bit of rubber protecting something inside. It is basically a buffer for your heart to be able to move and to prevent friction. Well they think that my liquid/membrane might be inflamed. That's just one of their ideas of what could be happening, but I thought it was funny that I had just learned about it.
Anyways, I think I'm going to go sit in the lazy boy and watch a movie.

So...I'm finally at a computer that I can blog on...I know its been a while. I don't even know what I want to say. This semester is going to be probably my hardest yet. I'm taking Anatomy and Physiology and I basically feel like an idiot going in there being the only one not studying to be in the medical field.

I'm just sitting here in the library wasting time before my last class for the day.

Yeah this is the most pointless post I have ever written. I think I'm just writting because I can.

so..yeah.

Later.