Wednesday, August 31, 2011

utah... so far.

I’ve never had so much free time before in my life. My job as of now is to spend every waking minute looking for a job. Restaurants, banks, clothing stores, shoe stores, book stores. You name it. I’ve applied. And of course they all say, “give us a few weeks and we’ll get back to you.” I do, however, have a second interview at this cute little place, called Mimi’s CafĂ©, on Thursday. Wish me luck!! And if that doesn’t work out for me feel free to send me some cash… Otherwise, I may end up sleeping in my car; which no longer has a headlight. I would hit a motorcycle on my third day in Utah.
Everything else is going so well though. The roommates are so sweet and I’m so blessed to have the opportunity to get to know them. We’ve all gotten pretty close over the past few days and I love them all so much. The guys next door are seriously the best. I would have preferred an apartment that wasn’t on the third floor, but I’ll get over it. Or maybe I won’t; especially with the laundry room being so far away.
Last night my roommate, Shayla, wanted to chop all of my hair off. For some reason I’m in this whole i-want-to-change-anything-and-everything-about-my-life kind of mood. So I told her to go for it, and go for it she did. Six inches of my hair is gone and I actually love it. I can’t stop running my fingers through it or looking in the mirror. I’m not usually so self-centered, I promise. I think that’s just what a new hairstyle does to a person.
Happy Wednesday!


Saturday, August 27, 2011

and no matter where you go, there you are.


I’m officially living in Utah. Mom and I made it through the thirty hour drive and arrived at my apartment around one yesterday. To say that we were tired would be such an understatement. She was car sick, I was home sick, and we were both starving. I’m pretty sure we were not the happiest girls to be around. We unpacked my things, took a few trips to wal-mart, got lost on the interstate, and finally made it back to the hotel. She left this morning. I knew I would be a little sad, but I had been so okay this whole week. I guess it never actually occurred to me that she would leave me; which is pretty dumb since I was the one who helped her purchase her plane ticket. This morning, bright and early, we made our way to the airport. As soon as she started to hug me goodbye I broke down. And it didn’t stop until I made it back to the apartment… An hour or so later. I love that lady more than I can comprehend. My heart literally hurt when I saw her walk away from me. And it hasn’t stopped yet…

The rest of the morning was spent hunting for a job; any job really.
  After what seemed like a trillion were not hiring, but we are accepting applications, I decided it was time for a lunch break. Not to mentioned a much needed trip to our own personal little pharmacy. New shoes + walking around for hours = pain like something fierce. Oh, I forgot to mention.. I almost killed my car today. That tends to happen when you drive down a huge, although unnoticeable, ledge…


This, ladies and gents, is the view from my room. Nice, eh? 

Happy Saturday! 

Friday, August 19, 2011

someday.


They say that home is where the heart is
I guess I haven't found my home
And we keep driving round in circles
Afraid to call this place our own

And are we there yet?

They say there's linings made of silver
Folded inside each raining cloud
Well, we need someone to deliver
Our silver lining now

And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?
Home, home, home
Home, home, home

They say you're really not somebody
Until somebody else loves you
Well, I am waiting to make somebody
Somebody soon

And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?
Home, home, home
Home, home, home

Where you will lie on the rug
While I play with the dog
And it won't be too much
'Cause this is too much
'Cause this is too much for me to hold
This is too much for me to hold

Home, home, home
And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?

Home, home, home
Home, home, home, home

And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?
And are we there yet?
And are we there?
Ingrid Michaelson <3  

Friday, August 12, 2011

just a girl .. makin' her move.

Yes, guys. I’m finally doing it. I’m packing up and moving out to Utah. All this change going on is sort of making me panic a little. My mommy will no longer be simply down the hallway whenever I need her. My Arielle will be more than a phone call away. My Meeko can’t keep my feet warm at night anymore. It breaks my heart.
I know I want to leave. I know I have to leave. That doesn’t stop me from being afraid. I have very little belongings, very little savings, and a whole lot of faith. I hope that’s enough. I think I’ll be a little more okay with everything if I know for a fact that I will have a job lined up for me as soon as I arrive. So let’s keep our fingers crossed that all goes well with my interview this Monday. Capeesh?
It’s going to be so strange. Not living in Georgia anymore. I’m going to miss how absolutely stunning Georgia is in the fall. I thought about that today and I almost thought of staying .. Almost. Did you know that Utah doesn’t have a Zaxby’s either? Because they DON’T. I know. I’m still in shock. But boy does Utah have some of the most beautiful mountains. Every morning when I walked into the kitchen (of the home of the lovely Pendleton family) I seriously could not take my eyes from their backyard. Because there was literally a mountain right. there.
Arielle. I know you’ll be one of the few people who will read this. So. Just know how very grateful I am for you. You’ve been my sweet sister, my best friend, my shoulder to cry on, my makemelaughsohardlalmostpeemyself go to girl, my cover stealer, my person. I’ll never find another like you. You can never be replaced. Let’s not forget that, okay? I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart.
There’s a lot that I’ll miss from back home. But there’s a part of me that I need to find. I’m not saying Utah is the answer, but it’s a start in the right direction. I’m sure of it.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

goes to show you.

People change. Right in front of your eyes. And yet you still go so very long without noticing.
People disappoint you. Even when you wish with all of your might that they won’t.
But that’s just life. Life goes on.