Class and style

 Classes are going pretty well, and the change in my medication dosage has thankfully taken away alot of my hyperactive behavior. I'm feeling a bit tired though but hey I woke up at 4 AM today so I shouldn't be too suprised besides with all the rapid change in the weather we get around here its impossible not to be affected both emotionally & physically. Hope it doesn't last I hate feeling tired; I get awful headaches and very irritated and believe me the last thing I want to be in my house is irritable because if I accidentally take out on Mom or Heather I might as well notify the next of my kin.

   I saw a really weird but interesting news report the other day on NBC 24. It was about adultery you know affairs and the emotions plus the consquences involved. They said that the rate of adultery not to mention divorce in America has dramatically risen in the last two years from 50% to 52%! That's only the ratio of KNOWN affairs,however, because people can cheat on their spouses for year upon year and not even their kids find out about it. Why do people cheat on their spouses anyway? I mean, the only reasons I can see are sex and that's basically it. Would you really want to be with someone for the rest of your life it the only thing that was between the two of you was sex? I know I wouldn't but then again I'm a girl so...Not that women don't cheat as much as men do of course. Ever seen Unfaithful with Diane Lane & Richard Gere? Great movie & screenplay but oh man was it sad. There absolutely no words to describe how sad it was in fact I nearly puked at the end because of all my crying.

   But what I can't figure out is why do people only make movies about men & women who succumb to affairs? Not everybody that gets attracted to someone else ends up cheating on their wife or husband. Want an example? My Mom & my Dad. My parents have been together for 29 years! Their anniversary is in July on the 14th. They met when they were college at Straford University in the U.K. (Mom says people aren't allowed to call it England any more just like they can't call Cope' Du Voi're the Ivory Coast. They traveled there actually when they first joined the foreign service Mom said it was really nice but that was before the civil war kicked in) Dad was a visiting student from UCLA and Mom was an actual student at Strafford. They didn't know or notice each other at first after all my Dad was American, and my Mom already had a boyfriend but he was an idiot anyway so it wasn't that big of loss on her part. Anyway, they didn't know each other that well until a camping trip was arranged by one of the teachers in a class they had together. Mom went and so did Dad neither one expecting anything "exciting" to happpen. My Dad who was once a real "ladies man" *shudder* had just broken up with his own girlfriend and decided to put off women for a while to focus on his college career. Figures it didn't last long. Everything was going pretty well on the camping trip, pretty boring as Mom can recall it but this is where the romantic part kicks in. You see during the trip one of the teachers wanted a group photo so he gathered everybody up including my Mom and Dad  around the campfire to take it. They all huddled up as not exclude anyone and my Dad put his arm around my Mom's shoulder and that was all it took. For when the picture was offically Mom and Dad still sat next to each other talking, and smiling with my Dad's arm wrapped around her shoulders.

   Pretty cool huh? A real romance novel kind of thing wouldn't you agree? The story doesn't end there, however, and neither does the fairy-tale romance. 'Cause remember my Dad was still an American college student so after his visit to Strattford  was over he would have to go back to Califorina. Mom's friends told her to break it off since everybody knows the old phrase "long distance relationships never work". But never has anyone in history since the New Testament was written has a phrase or belief ever been so wrong! For by that time (the end of Dad's visit to be specific) Mom and my Dad were hoplessly in love with each other. Dad still went back to CO, however, but even though they were more then 3 thousand miles away they managed to maintain their relationship for three years straight until my Dad could stand it no longer and asked my Mom during one of their very few phone conversations to marry him. Unfortantely, Mom had larynginitis at the time so Dad wasn't able to get a straight answer for a while. God! That must have killed him!

   Soon afterwards my Mom graduated from Strattford packed up her things, said goodbye to her mother & divorced father, her best friend Lynn whom she promised and has miracously still kept in contact with, and her childhood home to join my Dad in America. Their wedding was a small but exciting one since Dad was the youngest nephew and the first one to get married so everybody was making a huge fuss about it. Ironically, my parents were the last to have children but then again my Aunt Chrissy (whom was the first to give birth), my Dad's older sister, was always the competive to the end type. On their wedding day my Dad wore a black & white tux and Mom wore a blue dress with white spots all over it with lace on the cuffs and neck. Pretty non-tradtional I know but hey it was still one the four special somethings you know something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue so it was not like she "abandoned" the ways of regular marriage. They rented a hotel by the sea for the service, Mom was led down the aisle by Dad's favorite cousin John, the Preacher was getting ready to begin the ceremony, and Dad's mother (my grandmother Emily) was firmly strapped into her seat by thick ropes as to resist the tempation to get up and forbid her baby boy to ever leave her. My Aunt said it was a real romantic wedding like something out of a movie but what was especially funny is when the preacher said, "...for sickness and in health, for richer and for poor" Mom and Dad burst out laughing because they were both extremely broke!

   They're marriage was tough one, however, dealing with poverty, living in Wisconsin, finishing up college, helping Mom get her American citizenship, and finally having Heather and me for children. I'm the oldest actually but Heather is the one that truly looks older but it wouldn't matter if she was young or old or anything of the like because I still think she is the most beautiful girl in the entire family even Mom & Dad agree with me on that. But God have pity on my soul and my body if my female cousins ever find out that I said such a thing.

   Although, Mom & Dad have had to deal with tons of junk along the way with their marriage like incompatibilty, Dad's anger, my disability, our constant moving around, Heather & I fighting alot, etc. etc. etc. They'e gotten through it all and not once have they cheated on each other and believe me there has been plenty of tempation along the way. Most of the people who work in the foreign service are single or soon-to-be divorced and Dad with his sweetheart abilities (why couldn't that have changed along with his looks?) and Mom's dominating mysterious nature (most men won't admit it but every single one in the history of creation loves the  strong dominative type) they've been hit on PLENTY of times even in front of Heather and me. I've got the nightmares and the emotional scars to prove it! But not once has their attention ever strayed. Dad once said to me, "the best thing that ever happened to me besides having you and Heather of course was meeting your mother." I don't know if Mom feels the same but I know for a fact that Dad could probably hit on by BOTH of the Hilton sisters at the same time and not even raise one eyebrow.

   So you see? Having a good and successful marriage IS possible! Its not easy but it is possible and it also doesn't have to be your first or even your second marriage to be the right one. You gotta take alot of chances in life my Mom & Dad took theirs when they decided that against all the odds their marriage and their love for each other was going to survive and I hope one day, no matter who it is or how I met him, I'll meet someone that I can be just as loyal and as faithful to like my Mom & my Dad are to each other.

First summer classes at M.C

   The summer semester started yesterday, and just as Ester had promised me she picked me up at 10:15 to give me a ride to the campus, and a pep talk. I'm so glad Ester's my friend she's really nice, kind, and always shows concern for me. When I first met her I gotta admit I was a bit intimdated but only because she was so grown-up, ladylike, and mature. As soon as we go to know each other, however, I began to relax alot more. Apperances can sure be decieving can't they? Its funny how I had had the same kind of case with an old friend of mine Alexandra Smolen. She was really nice, and fun to hang out with but she was also very elegant, rich, and sophisicated so needless to say I felt like a complete redneck but she didn't seem to care and for that I was appreciative. Alexandra is actually pretty talented in addition to being so ladylike, she can play the flute, has impeccable fashion taste, great flirting skills (one guy tried to withstand her charms and cracked like a three month old rotten egg after 20 minutes), and is not snobby or rude in the least even though her family is extremely rich I think they own an art import company or something of the like so they have all kinds of neat artwork, clothes, furniture, heck even the outside of their house looks like a work of art. She can also draw really well (great in fact!) and is always up to speed when it comes to new Manga (Japanese comic books: its their real name) so if you've ever want to read or find a new series she is defintitely the one to go to.

    Anyway, back to the first day of class as I said before Ester came and picked me up (I cannot tell you how nervous I was so its a good thing she was there or else I would've worn a hole through the living room floor from my anxious pacing) but, thankfully, before she arrived my Dad called the house to talk to Mom, wished me lots of luck, and said no matter what happened as long as I tried my best he would be proud of me. My Dad can be so cool sometimes a jerk as well but hey aren't all Dad's like that?

     I got to my all classes and thank God they were the right ones. Isn't so annoying looking all around the campus for the right class, and walking or find yourself sitting in the wrong one? It bothers the hell out of me! Luckily, I found my way easily and my teacher seemed to be a pretty nice guy the students weren't so bad either. However, the funniest part of the day was my second class the Basic English II thing because as I getting all my stuff ready who should walk in but my old classmate Torrell*! I could've screamed right then and there! How ironic that when I first decided to go to M.C. I was worried about seeing him or anybody else there and everybody told me that the cances were very slim. Oh yeah very slim indeed! He smiled when he saw me with that usual cocky smile he was always flashing back in high school. You see he was part of the so-called "in crowd", which mostly consisted of rich kids, blonde bimbos who'd sell their bodies for any price, and egotistical prep boys whom made Colin Farrall look like the pope! I don't know where Torrell was ranked but everybody seemed to be crazy about him. I, however, had no such feelings for him. In fact, when I was in High School I was quite the Susan B. Anthony always shooting my mouth off at the smiling testosterone addicted jerks, cracking compilicated jokes at the Paris Hilton look-alikes, and God only knows what else. It was two years ago and besides how the hell would I know of what I acted like? One thing I know for sure though I was definitely never ignored. "I won't be ignored Dan!"

    Luckily, Torrell and I both realized that we weren't High School in anymore I mean its one thing to constantly spar with each other in class in our senior year but its a whole another thing when we get into college. I just hope it can stay that way because frankily I do NOT want to relive any of the troubles or problems I had back then at Mont. college. *Sigh* Life just ain't is it? 5 thousand students in all the daily, weekly, and monthly classes and I just HAPPEN to get the one English class Torrell is enrolled in. And if anybody cracks a joke about this being an "act of fate" or "maybe we're destined to get know each other better" and especially *shudder* "maybe you and him will get married one day." Well...let's just say they'll find Jimmy Hoffa, the lost city of Atlantis, and discover a cure for P.M.S before they find your body!

   Besides, I already have my sights on someone (an old family friend actually) and although he may be dating someone at the moment pretty soon he'll look at me and the rest will be history. Just you wait and see. Just you wait.

New summer semester

  On the 23rd, is when I'm supposed to go M.C. (Mont. College) to start some new classes. Needless to say, I'm nervous as hell! Its not like I haven't been in these kind of situations before, going to a new school and all, its just this is college now so things are gonna be plenty different. New expectations, new kinds of curriculam, new everything basically. I know it shouldn't bother me too much because its not High School anymore and doesn't have the kind of immaurity level such as, rumor spreading, bathroom tagging (at least I hope so) etc. etc. Still, I can't help but be a bit hestiant since good first impressions have never been my best personality trait. Oh well, "play with the cards you're dealt with" that's my Dad always says.

   Speaking of Dad, on March 18th right before spring break (spring break in March can you imagine?) I'll be going to visit him in Jakarta where he is currently working. No, my parents are NOT divorced they're just diplomats (actually my Dad is the diplomat Mom is more a foerign service worker) so they travel alot. Since Dad retired from the State Deoartment two years ago, 25 years was all he could take lest he end up in the lonny bin muttering "can't sleep politics will eat me, can't sleep politics will eat me," he's had to look for other assignments from diffferent international companies. Problem is though he doesn't like to travel and leave us, my Mom, sister, and me all alone especially for long periods of time. However, with the war in Iraq relationships between America and other countries have grown quite tense (suprise, suprise) so they need people like my Dad, and sometimes my Mom as well with exprience to help patch things up. Dad complains that all that basically is making excuses, buttering up the leaders, protecting our economic investments, and trying not to look like complete jackasses. Richard Nixon eat your heart out! Nevertheless, according to a minor character from Veronica Mars (UPN 20 show, coolest ever, check it out at once!) and I quote, "The whole thing reeks of foul play like Bill Clinton's wedding vows." Ironically, Clinton had the same kind of style as Richard Nixon even the cheating kind though it is very clear to see that Clinton is the one who needed to lay off the viagra. What DOES that man eat for Christ's sake?

     Favorite episode of favorite show is on today! WOOHOO! Can't wait even got the DVD player set up to record the whole she-bang. Cannot wait simply cannot! But I tell ya whenever I watch my favorite I can't help but feel a bit envious. Not of the actors, mind you, they're just doing their jobs. Nope, I'm actually more envious of the characters themselves. Ex. when I watch these characters move around in the show and see how the story unfolds I can't help b ut feel jealous of how simple things seem to be. I mean, in the show there are no huge differences between good or evil. You do what's roght and that's that. You also get to inevitably hook up with the person you're so clearly in love with, save the day, kick the evil guy's butt all the way back to the slimy pit of hell from which he crawled from, and if you're lucky ytou have a whole new adventure just waiting to be seized. *Sigh* So compared to what is the real world its not hard to feel that you'd rather have a fictional character's life then a real one. In reality, there are no simple answers or right from wrong. Its only if you're lucky you get those kinds of choices. Most often, folks get stuck with decisions that both seem to be the right one but need to made for either different reasons or different people. Politicans, teachers, hell even mothers get these kind of situations. Having to make a choice of what is morally right or what is right for their family. Case in point, Abe Lincoln, Coach Carter, and lifetime movie "Weed" that actually won a golden globe.

   Going to see the Weisslers today as well, pray that I don't get too annoyed by Nathan. He's not a bad kid he just has problems and its hard for him to understand certain kinds of things unless they're made perfectly clear. But hey, if anyone knows what's like to have issues its me so at least I can understand how hard it is for him. Wish me luck just the same!

I love manga!

Today I can officially go out and buy my manga book! I'm so happy! I totally love this new series and the latest volume just came out (# 10) and I absolutely must have it! It's this really cool story about a girl getting zapped back in time (of course), and meeting this drop-dead gorgeous guy named Prince Kail. At first, the girl (Yuri) is pretty hesitant towards him since he's a real playboy and is one of those kinds of men whom think that women only exist to give men something to do. You just can't escape that stereotype.  Anyhoo, so she runs away from him when he protects her from the soliders that come looking for her (course he just HAS to kiss and grapple her in order do so doesn't he?) but then she gets captured and fins out that the reason she has been brought here, to the Ancient Middle East where I used to live (sweet huh?) is because the evil Queen wants her son to become the next emperor but since he is the sixth prince and therefore the last in the line of inheritance she has to get rid of the other princes before him. So she prays to the storm god that she serves and asks for a human sacrifice to set the curse she put them in motion, which coincedentaly turns out to be Yuri. So she gets scared and tries to tell the emperor whats going on (after all his sons are danger too) but alas, the Queen gets to him first and sets up a public appointment for the sacrfice ritual. She lies about its true purpose of course but just as Yuri is about to be executed Prince Kail saves her (again!) and says that in order to be a sacrifice a woman has to be a virgin (they always do don't they? Why can't sluts be just as useful for ritual killings huh?! Sexist pigs!) so in order to save Yuri he jazzs up a story that he recently took her viginity (which of course he has NOT because Yuri is most definitely not that easy. Atta girl!) luckily everybody buys it and for the moment Yuri's safe. The story goes on and gets even cooler along the way and like all romantic tales Yuri does end up falling for Prince Kail and he with her. Problem is, however, she is from 500 years in the future and Kail, though being the THIRD prince, is most likely going to be the one to become the next and most powerful emperor. So naturally, he needs a good queen to be by his side and bear his children. Although, everybody thinks Yuri is more then suitable for the job, thanks to the all good things she does to help the common people and the battles she helps Prince Kail win, she believes that she's not good enough to be his wife. Man! Love sure is complicated ain't it?

    But its an awesome series (known to all as "Red River") and I recommend it to everybody! Funnily enough, I first read it when I went to visit a college in Viginia and instantly got hooked but since Dad doesn't think my obsession with cartoons is good he didn't buy it for me. Well, would he rather I watch the O.C. and learn how to get myself impregnated with three different guys including my best friend's own one? At least with cartoons I can use my imagination instead of my hormones. Anyway, since I didn't write the title down  I forget it and it took me three years to find it again. When I did it was in the middle of Barnes & Nobles and once I figured out it was the ONE my eye started to twitch and I screamed as loud as I possibly could, "WOOOOHOOOOO!" Kim, my friend who was there with me, didn't speak to me for a week after that. But hey for all my quirky and weirdness Kim still loves me. After all, if I wasn't around who else would there be to give her hope? Besides according to my father, mother, sister, cousins, and ironically my threapists as well, "With you around Laura who the hell needs cable?" Thank you, Thank you very much.

 Oooh but I sincerely hope that they still have a copy handy or else I'm gonna have to go all the way to Lakeforest to get it. Damn you Gods of the Bookworms! Why is it that whenever I like a certain kind of series it is always the one that is hard to find? Why do you torment this way? WHYY?! Ah well, life goes on i supposed but wish me luck and on the rare (well sometimes rare I guess) occasion I go postal pray for my family, my soul, and that my lawyer is still willing to take my calls.