Memories

Hello all. Today's entry will have a number of topics.  First there will be a play I went to recently, next Germany, then my trip to my grandparent's house today, and finally, what I did tonight. Let's begin.

Recently, I went to see a Shakespeare play with a friend at her school. It was called (as I remember it), As You Like It.  This was my first Shakespeare play that I've ever seen, and to be honest, I thought I would be asleep during it. As it appears, it was very comedic and hilarious.  Turns out, people back in the 17th century were just as quirky as we are today. I'd go see it again, if I had the chance.

Germany. OH GERMANY. If I don't get into UW - Parkside, I will be going to Germany with my brother to live there for a year or so. If I do get into UW - Parkside, I will be going to live with my brother for a year or so come June. Either way, I'm going to live in Germany for a year or so. Maybe meet a nice European boy and marry him. Maybe become a bartender. I don't know yet, but I will be going to Germany. And I can't wait.

Grandma and Grandpa. I went to visit them today with my mom and dad.  Grandpa just celebrated his 80th birthday, and he's still really weird. I realized just how much I have in common with my grandparents. They watch one of my favorite TV shows, just like me and my dad. They are silly, and goofy, and I never realized how much they actually love me and care for me until I'd have to say this past year. Because they really truly do love me and my brother, and I never realized it. I am grateful to have them in my life.

Tonight, I went through the box of letters and cards that I have. I have things in there that are as old as 6 years old, from my 14th birthday. From middle school graduation.  I went through it, because it was getting very packed and very unorganized.  I got rid of envelopes that I didn't need anymore, or letters of people that are no longer in my life because we simply haven't talked in years, and we will never talk again.  There weren't a lot of those letters. While I was doing this, the title screen for the movie "One Day" was playing. The music was very sentimental, and I was absolutely sobbing, just thinking about how much these people care for me, to have taken the time out of their day to write me a letter. To show their appreciation and love. To compliment me. To make me feel special. And I was sobbing.  My grandpa wrote to me every 2 weeks while I was in college. There are friends that I have that sent me a letter every year for my birthday. Friends who hand made cards for me. Or drew me a pretty picture. Or just sent me something to make my day. And I was sobbing. Feeling so appreciated.

That's all for tonight. Otter out. 

Update of some sort.

Hey guys! It's been a while, oh yes it has.
Well, in the past almost 2 weeks or so.... I got a nice hair cut, it's short.  I went to Wisconsin Rapids with a nice friend, and also to Madison with said friend. It was a cold trip and I only had sweaters and blankets and body heat to keep me warm.

I'll talk about my trip.
So I went to Madison to pick up my friend Mitch so we could go to Rapids to see the play. It was fine, the trip up, he played pokemon, I complained about being cold or speeding.  We got about 3 minutes from his house and he says to me “Do you want cheese on your burger?"
We decided dinner at his place would suffice. He didn't tell me what was being planned for dinner. He also doesn't know that I don't eat beef.  I wanted to cry. So I just said “sure, I'll take cheese" in a very uneasy tone which he didn't pick up and when we got there, I ate the sandwich. 
We left about 15 minutes later to see the show and visited with lovely people and watched the show. 
I got succumbed into helping clean up after the show once again. We left. And we froze our asses off in my house.
There was an 8 am wake up call. I did some ‘chores'... picked apples, put on the tea, cleaned the dishes.  Mitch got ready.  We left shortly after.  I almost hit a deer on the way back. That was my real wake up call.
When we got back to Madison, I took a 2 hour nap, I called my grandma, and we watched YouTube videos.  Then it was time to go home.  I called my cousin when I reached Milwaukee.  We talked for an hour. 
I'm not going to lie, it felt good to be home. It was a fantastic weekend, but my own bed. And pokemon. And my dogs.

I'll post more tomorrow, because there's more to tell about what's happened since the last update. Until then, Otter out!

Mondays

Hello again.  I don't like this font. I'm going to change it.
Ah, much better.


A few things, I know not a lot of people read this, but still, a few things.

I got a new Pokémon game. It's for the Nintendo 3DS, and I'm just going to be honest, I've spent about 14 hours playing it in the past 3 days.
Yes, you can say that I'm a little addicted.

Next, I am still jobless. So mom has me doing chores around the house. Sometimes, she has me doing them for 7 hours around the house. Like today. I worked on my room for a few hours, reorganizing, de-cluttering, moving stuff around. I still have a lot to do, but It's coming along nicely.  I also got to do about 6 loads of laundry, dusting the living room, and I got to vacuum the leaves on our kitchen floor that have been gathering up for a few weeks.  We haven't lived in houses with small backyards and big trees before, and we've always had a porch, so that when the dogs came running to the house, there wouldn't be leaves on their feet, just on the porch, but this year, leaves int he house, everywhere in the house. It's super fun. 
Next, probably last, but I'm not sure, something else might come to mind.  Recently, a friend's house burned down. By recently, I mean yesterday. Now, this friend is my best friend's cousin. And this friend also has almost too much going on in her life. Her mom has Lupus, a disease that is very taxing on the body, I don't know much about it, so I'm not going to say much about it, but I know it's bad. She's got a crazy life, and I feel like bad stuff just keeps happening to her and her family, but I know that every little thing that happens makes them all a little bit stronger.

Last (I hope), when I know stuff, I know stuff. Don't try to one up me. I'm sorry, but don't.

That's the past, now here's the future....   This weekend, I'm going up to Wisconsin Rapids to go see the Lincoln High School fall production. I'm really excited because I haven't been up since August, and I miss it a lot. I'm going with some friends, so it'll be a fun trip, hopefully not too costly though.

With that being said, have a good day, week, month, whichever. Otter out :)

I'm back again.

Recently, two days ago, I traveled about 500 miles across the state of Wisconsin and then back home.  I suppose this rings a bit false, because the whole trip was 500 miles, it wasn't 500 miles there and another 500 miles back.

I went to the great city of La Crosse, with the population of about 51,000.  It's a university town, so there's quite a bit to do there, and it looks to be a higher end university town than Kenosha.

I was there, in the area to go to a visitation for my friend Sarah's brother.  If you care to know more about Sarah (which I know you do), I talked about her in my last entry.   When i got there, she looked at me and said "What are you doing here, don't you live a couple of hours away?" and I said "It was the right thing to do. You were there for me last year when Kevin broke up with me, and now you need a friend, so here I am" to which she replied "But I lived with you then!"  Not an excuse. She didn't have to hug me when she saw it on facebook, but she did.

After that I actually went to La Crosse, and hung out with a friend, Mike. We drove around town, and thought we were going to get murdered up in a city park that was on a bluff.  
I stayed with Mike that night.  I slept on the cold tile floor. We didn't know if his roommate would be back. At 6 am, my alarm went off for one reason or another, and I saw his roommate was still MIA and moved onto the bed for the last hour of my slumber.

At about 8am, I was on my merry way back home.   I went back up to the bluff and saw it in the day light.  and I stopped at a gas station to buy some bananas and dill up my tank.  I drove for 3 hours until I got to the town of Delafield.

If you've never heard of Delafield, it is the cutest town you've never heard of.  I was there for about an hour, walking around, looking in shops, enjoying the place. It was like taking a step into the 1800's, but with modern day cars.  After that, I was on the road for another hour, to finally get home.

When I finally got home, I was so happy to finally be there. I could lay in my own bed, on my own couch, watch Glee. I took a nap. And still managed to get to bed at 11:00 pm.

Next weekend, I take a trip to Wisconsin Rapids, stay tuned to find out how it goes!

Until then, Otter out!

Hello, again.

It's been over a week.  I suppose that's alright, right?

A lot has gone on in that over a week.

My boss put me down for the last time.  I quit.
I was not going to feel terrorized at a place that I spent 50% of my time. So I did what I thought was right for me.  She tried to get me to stay, but, I just couldn't.  I will miss my other managers who did treat me well, they really made my days, and they really were wonderful, but was it really worth it in the end if the person who was my big boss, the store manager was treating me in ways that I considered unfair?

Now I'm going to tell you a story.
Last year, I was at the University of Wisconsin- Eau Claire.
I had this beautiful, wonderful, fantastic roommate, Sarah.  Sarah put up with so much of my bullshit. I have to admit, even I think I was the most bipolar shitty-shit roommate to walk the earth. And she put up with every mood swing, every creepy quirk and personality trait, every kiwi, every single bullshit thing that I did.  And I would have to say that Sarah was one of my best friends when I was at school.  We had a lot of differences.  I love Taylor Swift, she hates her. I didn't run, she did. I loved kiwis, she hated them and had something against them. She was religious, I was not the least.  I traveled a lot, she did not. I was a spender, her, a saver. I love Harry Potter, her, not so much.   But that's something that probably kept us to some level of sanity.  We did our own things, we made it work somehow.  But we also did a lot of things together. We would eat dinner together almost every night with a group of friends, we would go to the mall every once in a while and do her mom's Christmas shopping for her siblings, in Cashton there are no malls from what I know. We even did a play once, she was the lead, I had 2 words.
Recently, Sarah's brother was in a welding accident and passed away on the day that he was supposed to get married.   He was 22 years old. That's only 2 years older than I am.  I know they didn't always get along, but nobody deserves to have that happen to anyone they love, and one thing constantly going through my mind is, I don't know what I would even do if that was my brother, I have no clue how I would handle that. 
Right now, my heart really goes out to Sarah and her family.  The story of what happened really teared me up multiple times in the past week and a half.

On another note, I might be moving to Germany to live with my brother. I really want to, but I don't know yet.  Only for a year, probably. I would love to. I really would, but there is just so much to think about.

On that note, I will leave you all to ponder this entry. I hope you are having a superb day.  Otter, out.