"what's up" "oh, ya know, same old same old"

i haven't written a blog in awhile. you can rest assured, though, in knowing that it isn't because i haven't had anything to write about. it's actually because i've had far too much to write about and i was trying to decide what things i should actually make into blogs and what things i should leave as interesting memories in my own head...then i realized that i should just put everything into one blog with lots of mini-blogs included. so...here it is:

something old, something new, something borrowed, something...umm...purple?
new stadium in ashland! crazy stuff guys...we have a new stadium and it's...NEW. it's not actually finished yet but the first game that we played in it was saturday and i got the magnificent opportunity to get paid to go (by being the entire game day field crew for the marching band). this certainly was an adventure because i didn't know what i was doing (turns out it's not really a difficult job) but the reason i'm writing about the game is because i used to be in the marching band so watching from the sidelines when i wanted to be on the field was not as entertaining as i wish it was. to be honest with you, i love marching band. have you ever had that feeling of painful nostalgia that makes you wish very hard that you were doing something else? yeah, that's a bit like what standing on the sidelines was...but the game was WONDERFUL and the day was PERFECT and we won!

terrible sue
saturday night was an...experience (but really, it was lots of fun :). me 'n' some peeps were watching movies at my house and we heard a cat outside. brando' opened the door thinking he'd let our cat, goldie, into the house and yelled "there's a foreign cat on our porch!" i like animals. i don't like to see things of any sort suffer. i get excited about pretty much all living things. i ran out onto the porch. sure nuff' there was a white and grey cat chillin' on our porch. so...i went inside and got some milk for it. then i got some catfood. then i got it a blanket. then i brought it a bowl of water. then i went about thinking of a name for it, brandon suggested tiramisu and the name stuck. later we discovered that it was a boy cat and later it was called terrible sue (despite the fact that he's the nicest cat EVER!) and later it never left so i guess i adopted a stray this weekend (i think that pretty often i just do things and my family is like "wait what!? WHYYYYY!?")

lol, texting
remember when i said that saturday night was an experience? this is part of why. among the people who were at my house on saturday was a guy that i had never met before. apparently, halfway through the night he and one of my chica friends were texting each other (while sitting next to each other) and he said that he thought that he might have romantic type feelings for me (not in those words) so my friend told me this and then we all got to have a nice discussion on being just friends and appreciating each other's friendship. but i don't mention this just because, i mention it because immediately it made me start to think about the nature of love (i'm in a philosophy of love class...this is what we do, lol). i had known the kid for less than five hours. how can you decide you have romantic intentions in less than five hours? my conclusion was that he wasn't looking for a person to have feelings for, he was looking for qualities and characteristics.
that scares me. guys, just so you know, if a girl ever asks you why you love them (if she's anything like me at least) then the correct answer is "i don't know, but i love you and i always will" or some variation of that. because if you're loving someone for their personality or their character traits or their looks or any of those things, what happens when those things change? what happens when they fail you? aaaannnd...moving right along...

the fatal yellow curb
my fears are confirmed. there really is a set of secret driving rules that i never learned. i broke one. apparently it is illegal to park next to a street curb that is painted yellow...even if the curb is so crumbly that you can't tell it's yellow. yeah, i got my first parking ticket on monday. it was exciting.

humility
i have just learned (at least a little bit) to appreciate the humility that is inherently a part of living as a homeless person. when you brush your teeth in public bathrooms or sleep on couches in common areas or live out of your car some people will look down on you (i know...shocking!) and it takes a lot of pride swallowing to do any of the above mentioned activities...ever. it takes a realization that lots of things are more important than the way that you look or what other people thing about you or the "dignity" that you think you deserve. it also takes a lot of struggling to realize that not everyone will want to help you and that, when they don't, they haven't wronged you. they don't owe you anything at all; in fact, they're doing you a great favor simply by considering helping you with your life even if they decide that they don't want to.

and that's an updat on my life up to this point...i hope that you've found it interesting. :-)