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Yo peeps!

I have a shitload to say.

I've been quite burned out on MySpace, so I never get on there. I do need to reply to Andrea though. =] How that relates to this is that I'm bogged down with shit, and have had no desire to update you guys, but I am now.

First off, welcome Nats! I know you guys first got a sense of her when I told you about our falling through. We aren't best friends anymore, but after a few months of cooling off and such we have begun talking again and she's even my own personal mall right now. XD We plan to start running together, too. So anyway, I'd appreciate it if you guys checked out her blog, just like what I did for undeadlover. She is waterpologirl16. Now I can officially say I know someone on here that I know in real life. =] I'm glad she joined.

Running... I started on Wednesday and I run around my neighbourhood. I need to start conditioning for tennis. I don't wanna be all huffing and puffing on the court and hurting. I'm proud of how much I've run in three days, and like I said, Nats and I will start running, too. We'll most likely start on Monday.

And school... I must inform you on school. Wednesday night Nats called me at about midnight because she was at the grocery store and we talked then she said, "Oh I'll see you tomorrow." "Why tommorow?" "Registration." I didn't even know! I'm so glad she told me! After I yelled at my dad for not telling me I got the packet I filled it all out and Thursday morning at eight I met her at school and we did registration together. It was all right. My classes are as follows:

1st- Spanish I

2nd- Coed Jr/Sr PE

3rd- English III

4th- Algebra I

6th- US History

7th- Chemistry

I didn't get anything special, and yes, I am still in Alg. I. STFU. I didn't get German I, I was disappointed, but no South student got it, so I don't feel so bad. This year I'm going to crack down and actually work, I can't slack off anymore or I'll be stuck at Burger King my whole life (or as Dane Cook puts it, the BK Lounge).

The summer is almost over, which means it's almost time for a summer evaluation with the lawyers. I slacked off in telling about my weeks with the Momster, but basically all it has been is talking to Brannon and Brandon when I get the chance. She did take me shopping Saturday though. I got good back-to-school clothes, and now Dad's going to take me soon. We go back to school Wednesday, August 13.

Yeah, Brandon, I just mentioned him. Aye, where do I start? I made it public with you guys about what he did to me. I believe some of you know the extent of what he did, others can guess, and some just don't know. Well, don't ask me to tell because I have a hard enough time with it. We all know he left that dreadful heart-shattering message on May 12, a day which will live in infamy (in my head). After two weeks of EXTREME hurt and confusion, I did talk to him, I did make him call me, we did talk about it and I did not hold back with the questions. And, after much deliberation, I decided to give him another chance. I know some of you are sitting there thinking, "How the hell could this girl do that?!?" Well, sometimes I believe in second chances, even if everyone's telling me not to do it. Some of my reasoning was: I needed closure; I didn't want to go my life without meeting him and always having that wonder in the back of my head, also I have my con-nect-she-ohns and I can determine if he lies to me about his doings. So far he seems extremely sorry about what he did, but I can always counter with things like, "If you knew what you were doing was so wrong, why'd you do it?" and "Did you think you wouldn't get caught?". I straight up told him the other night that I honestly feel he isn't as sorry about doing it as he is about getting caught. But hey, things need to be said. Also, one of the questions I asked him when all this happened was "Did you have sex with her at least once while we were together?" "...Yes." And I left it at that. But then I was curious to know a number so I asked him the other night on the phone and he said twice total, and they were both after May 12, after the shit spilled from the bag. It hurt to hear it, but I was the one who asked. Anyway, Rome wasn't built in a day, and it hasn't taken just a day to get over this, this is still something we sometimes get into on the phone late at night. I am happy enough to say we just passed the six month mark on July 29.

Speaking of dates, there's been quite some birthdays and anniversaries and some that are coming up. On July 23 my dad turned 62. We spent his birthday in Morro Bay. July 18 my grandma (on Daddy's side) turned 83. We celebrated in Santa Cruz. July 30 Brandon's dad turned 50 and on September 10 his mum will turn 50 as well. September 10 is my parents' 20th anniversary (well, it would be). September 20 will be Brandon's parents' 22nd anniversary. September 22nd is Debbie's (Dad's longtime friend) 50th birthday so we'll be celebrating in Morro Bay, because that's where she lives and is who we stayed with when we were there. July 12 was Brandon's brother's birthday; he turned 21. August 14 is Nora's birthday (dad's girlfriend). So, there are alot of dates there crammed together and I sure hope I got all the numbers right.

Speaking of Morro Bay and Santa Cruz, we went to SC on July 19 (a Saturday) and celebrated Grandma's birthday, stayed the night, and came home Sunday night. Then three days later, on Wednesday (Dad's birthday) we left to Morro Bay, which was the first time I've ever been there. It was about a three hour drive and I slept practically the whole way. The first day we took a very short drive to Morro Beach (you see, Debbie's house overlooks the beach and you can see Morro Rock from her living room) and her middle daughter was trying to teach me how to boogey-board. It was alot of fun. That night her (Kristen) and I walked around the Embarcadero (the tourist strip) with her baby. Thursday evening all of us (Dad, Nora, Kristen, Courtney [Debbie's youngest], Debbie, Kassandra [Kristen's baby], and I went to the Farmer's Market in SLO. It was alot of fun, and it was big. =D Friday we mostly hung around and what-not, but Nora, Dad and I did go to the Embarcadero and I got a few things, then we left in the evening. So that was a pretty fun week for me.

Anyway, I know that was alot to read, I thank those who did read, and I'm glad I caught you all up on my life.

AH!  It is GOOD to have AMIGOS in HIGH PLACES!  President Bush commuted Scooter Libby's 2 1/2 year prison sentence!

What a surprise!?!?  Tell you what: Old Cheney could shoot someone and get away with it! Wanna Bet??!!

Pardon me boy...is that the Chattanooga Choo-choo?  I suspect W will let other wrongdoers take the train to freedom of jail time.

Well I have not had time for blogging lately as I have been busy helping to get up GoHuey.com which is to human behavior what Microsoft is to the PC world.

It is exciting to know we will be launching mid July and it is so hard to wait through the beta going on right now. I use the program so much and cannot wait to be able to use it more effectively when I can send people to get their shields done and not have to e-mail back and forth for five times to get things on board to solve things.

I was talking to an adult family home today that has been using my consulting to solve a resident/ family problem and we used so much of the program that we have decided that once we are launch we are going to host a Huey Event in her adult family home and invite the families from several home's residents to come and learn about dealing with the ongoing progression of their loved ones and the feelings that this all brings out.

Being able to get positive results from consulting with people is so rewarding for me that I am biting at the bit to be able to do it better when we have the GoHuey site up.

Being a control I want it now!!! and being a perfect I realize that I also want it right so I have to wait but that is hard when control comes first in my communnication. Two to four weeks sounds like mountains of time today.    

CHARTER PLANE

I chartered a plane for glamour and glitz

To places that looked as good as the Ritz

I steered it myself to places unknown

Thinking I could make it alone

All of the while I could not tell

The end destination would surely be hell.

Like a mirage I saw glittering lights

Twinkling like the stars in the night

When I arrived, the beauty would fade

Nothing was worth the price I had paid.

I tried and I tried to follow my heart

But yet, once again, saw it broken apart

Like Humpty’s pieces, I was in shards

Except that this time the King sent his guards.

Friends that were true lent me their ears

I found out that I had nothing to fear

Handing the keys over to God

Caused me to walk where no angel had trod

This heart that was splintered, He made it anew

And I found out the picture he painted was true

The places he takes me give rest to my soul

I’m so thankful I’ve given my pilot control.

Bonniegirl

May 6, 2007