Home on a Friday night? Seriously Jenee? You're in college. And it's game weekend.
"But, but... I'd much rather go home and update my blog!"
Not too much of an eventful day.. kinda, but kinda not.
Found out for sure if TCU accepts the deaf tuition waiver and........ they don't :[
SO I called TWU (Texas Women's University) and they DO! And then looked at Baylor's and Stephen F. Austin's website to "get a feel" and I don't like the feel of SFA's... maybe because its not too far from Austin and I'm not a fan of Austin? Don't ask why because I don't know myself. But Baylor's website was pretty good, but idk about Waco... isn't it kinda ugly/old there? I've never been there but that's just what I'm assuming haha.. But the campus looks pretty... Who am I kidding.. Lubbock is just as ugly. Although, we do have some of the best sunrises/sunsets evverrrrrr. Anyways, so next week I'll be working more on looking into either TWU & Baylor. Whoo!
I told Jessica tonight that I was looking into (and more than likely going to, although it's not set in stone but is "written in sharpie" <--her words ha!) going somewhere else in the fall since we were planning on getting an apt/place together in May and that was kind of hard. Kinda sucks when you plan something for so long and then have to tell the other person that plans may change/not work out. She was sad but understands :] Love that girl.
Barbara got a screw put up in her hole she had in her mouth; she had to pull a tooth not too long ago because it was causing her problems blah blah blah and so she's going to get a false tooth and all that so they had to put a screw up in there and ughhhhhh so gross. It's literally a screw.. you can see the "+" thing on the outside, you know, if you were to actually unscrew it you could use that tool thing (that I can't think of the name) to unscrew it. Ughhhhh. Sorry for the vivid images that are going through your head now :] haha! But obviously, she's not feeling too well :[
Okay "deep thoughts" for the day:
I don't usually talk religion much because I go through such different phases when it comes to it and from past experiences I've kinda just learned to just not say anything bc when I do state how I feel, I always get literally rammed about it and it's turned me off/away from it. But anyways, for as long as I can remember, I've always been "ehh" about church and for the most part was turned off by it because all I saw was fake-ness and I, like everyone else I'm sure, can't stand it so I just never really wanted to learn anything about it or want anything to have to do with it. Plus, I was at the age where my hearing wasn't all that well (still isn't! ha), I had the whole hearing aid thing down but didn't really know how to depend on them as well as I do now I guess and I depended ALOT on interpreters whereas now I don't use them hardly ever so to me it was just like in one ear and out the other or just really just like one of those things where you hear it but can't make out the words/understand it. I dunna. But then as I got older and more independent from the interpreters, I would go, but I was forced to go.. and that's the
WORST. And that's when I started seeing all the fake-ness. I was living with Dad and AnnaRuth and when we went to church, everything was just dandy and perfect and we led the perfect combined family life.
Bullcrap. As soon as we got to the car/home, it was completely different. They weren't in front of their friends anymore so they didn't have to put up a front anymore and pretend to be perfect and they just let us have it.. or well, particularly the kids more than I. But I mean, to me it was like okay everyone comes to church and plasters on magazine smiles and be fake and then after church and for the rest of the week bring on the grumpy-ness. So anyways, all throughout high school that was my reason for being turned off by it. And then I started college and I still felt the same way because I was meeting people who were the exact same way. Or well, really more like fake at church and "pretend" that they lived life according to God but then go home and talk about how they got drunk the night before church and had sex with some random guy... and thats the 23408098 time that has happened this year. I'm not saying I'm perfect AT ALL because I'm FAR from it. I've been one of those girls once, minus the random guy part. But aside from all that, I'm in college and I guess I feel/felt like God can come later, right now I'm going to focus on being crazy and wild and living up to the well known motto "you're only young once." So I never had the desire to learn about God or anything to do with that whole thing until I met this guy who in all honesty just turned my world upside down, but that's a whole other story. But he was real religious with an emphasis on the 'real' (meaning he wasn't fake about it) and would talk to me about mainly about the rapture/book of revelations and for the first time
ever in my life, somebody talked me about it and told me about it just to talk about it, just because he wanted to, and not because he was preaching to me or trying to shove it down my throat which is all I heard all my life. So that sparked my interest in it and I started going to church and becoming more interested and reading
The Left Behind series and all that stuff and I was really starting to get into it and was actually excited about it because I was doing it on my own free will and wasn't because somebody told me I had to but because somebody just simply talked to me about it without shoving it down my throat.. So that was going on and then everybody started coming back to Lubbock for school and so the partying started up again and I got back into all that stuff and then somehow along the way I got back into my phase of "you're only young once" and just lost track.
And then I kind of started started thinking and it got to the point to where it was like my head was having a hard time wrapping around the fact that there is a God.. I was going with science, I can't see him or feel him.. I was losing faith and forgetting what faith was and was once again, turned away from it. But am finally coming back to my senses and just really wanting to start that all up again and be serious about it this time and just learn to let go and have faith. I've built a wall around my heart and I don't trust anybody and I have the hardest time just letting go. And that's going to be the hardest thing to learn for me. Another hard thing is balancing that and a "normal, college social life." And learning everything there is to know about God and finding what I like best/what I don't like and finding a place that's comfortable. I'm not saying go crazy but at least have that medium and be stable so that when it comes down to it, I know I'm safe, I have God on my side. But anyways. That's what I'll be working on and learning to stick with it and not let others influence me and be strong. When it comes to letting others influence me and letting their thoughts about certain things influence me, I'm the weakest. I always go with what they do. But I've been learning what I like/don't like and learning to be strong for myself in that sense and know that others have their beliefs/thoughts and I may or may not agree but that shouldn't change things.. we're all going to have different thoughts/beliefs. But anyways. That's that. I had to get all that off my chest because it's all I've been thinking about today. Well, mostly. There's a girl in Lubbock that I went to hs with for a bit that committed suicide, Kylie Ford. I didn't know her all that well, but I remember I was hanging out with Colt and we went to some girl's house and Kylie was there and we were just all hanging out and we just briefly talked here and there that night and then just saw each other around but never talked. But anyways, I kept seeing "RIP Kylie Ford" all over facebook and myspace and KNEW the name sounded SO familiar but couldn't put a face to it and couldn't find a myspace/facebook and asked Chrissy who she was and what happened and she told me that had committed suicide and all that. So today I was looking through facebook newsfeed and "Kylie Ford" grabbed my eye and it was a group/event thing and it had her pictures all over and it was like oommgg I knew her. Just the saddest thing ever. I just can't ever imagine being troubled enough to want to kill myself. Just blows my mind. But anyways, it's just really sad. Can you imagine having a baby in your stomach for 9 months and giving life to a human that is your son/daughter, your blood and flesh, and devoting your whole life to him/her and love him/her unconditionally, more than words can say, and then just one day, it's all gone because they took their own life. Unbelieveable. Probably THE most selfish thing you can do. I hate to say that, I really do, but it really is. I've tried to see it from different angles as to how it couldn't be a selfish thing, but it really is. Someone gave life to you, devoted their whole life to you; friends and family who think the world of you; an unknown, exciting future ahead of you and just rob not only yourself but all those around you of that. Anyways. I probably pissed a few people off with that. Ah well.
I'm glad I started this thing, I've apparently got a lot to say haha. Always have though. And it helps to "get it out."
But that's enough "getting it out" for one day/night.