For the love of love!

I just created a new blog, that is going to be mainly about my campaign for marriage rights and how right love can be. I would love to update this one on my college packing experience, including the fact that I spent twice as much as I planned but saved 200 more than I had hoped, but my stomach hurts and I'm exhausted. I'm not working tomorrow, which is sad because it's probably the last time I'll be able to until the summer (unless they actually call 2 weeks in advance, which they are not prone to) and I really love cooking at their house. lol. Anyway, the point of that was I can clean my room AND update you on what I'm doing. So yay for that.

preparing for college

Take what you think you're going to need and triple it. Then take what you think will fit and halve it. Then remember you have a roomate and halve it again. Fitting all the comforts of home into a 14 by 12 room that you are sharing with somebody else is difficult. More than difficult, it's damn near impossible. And yet millions of students do it every year.
Trying to do it on a budget of, well, honestly, next to nothing is even harder. So what is absolutely necessary? And what isn't necessary, but is necessary if you want to ensure you don't go insane? I'm not completely sure yet, but I'm working on it.
Trying to ensure that I don't get out of college owing more than I will make in my lifetime means making some cuts. I planned on living all year on rice and beans. However, rice and beans are both difficult to make in the microwave.  Which meant that at least the first several weeks I would be tearing my hair out every time I needed to make food. Luckily, my family is extremely well stocked, and my mom is helping with food. Peanut butter and homemade jelly, homemade soup, applesauce, salsa, and lots of other foods that are great to snack on. Not to mention cans upon cans of peaches and pears. My current laptop is several years old. How old I'm not sure. 5? 6? More? It is also touchy, has a broken hinge, and I managed to pry off the h. Typing is annoying when the h only works hhalf te time. see? Of course, all of the physical issues happened after I discovered I did not have enough money to buy a laptop without, well, living on rice and beans. Thankfully, I have an extremely generous uncle.
I'm extremely good at compartmentalizing. I can also live off of nothing. I also have a bad habit of spending more than I can afford when things are an amazing price. Sometimes thats a good thing.
I'm attempting to find the perfect balance of minimalism and comfort. I always have much more clothing than is strictly necessary, but I can't seem to pare it down. I always over pack. I think I'm going to use more office supplies than I actually do. I read to much, and refuse to read it online. None of that makes me an ideal roomate. However, when I do get things set up, I'm neat as a pin. I hhave routines, and I stick to them. I also have a full schedule, or I will.
My roomate and I were matched up in some weird online dating site way. We're within an inch in height, love the same shows, the same music, and are both insanely chipper. We're going to drive each other nuts. I thhink. Or we'll be best friends.
I'll post my packing list later. Right now I have a tub full of towels and sheets, a backpack that I got for super cheap, a beautiful green butterfly chair, and 2 brand new pillows.
Good thing green goes with purple.
Blessed be,
Ren

It was only just a dream

Yesteray, my cousin moved out. Yes, in one day. My dad had enough of her doing nothing and called her out on it. And she packed up her shit and left. Over a dirty dish. I'm really not exagerating. She came back for the rest of her stuff a few hours later, which she made sure to tell us to pack.
I'm mad at her. This is all her fault. She was treating us like...servants. And that is not okay. She did this "for Kaden" when it was a temper tantrum. That is not okay. You don't get to run away from your problems like that. Not with a kid. And her parting shot to my dad ensured that we don't get to see her. Or Kaden. And that makes me even more mad. He popped through a new tooth this morning and I missed it. (I learned via facebook. I don't know which tooth though.)
So the dream's over. Her living here always felt like a dream. I don't know if that's because it felt temporary or what. But I miss Kaden. Which is stupid because I really didn't miss him the week they were away, but I do.
But I get my room back, and no more dirty diapers in my bed. No more putting off getting up because Kadens on the outside and K's asleep. No more picking up baby toys and being treated as if it's my job to take care of a baby. No more acting like a teenage parent.
Let me tell you one thing, I will always wrap it. Always. And when my landlord gives me rules, you can bet your ass I will follow them. And I haven't thrown a tantrum since before I can remember.

Summer

It's the end of the first week of summer. It was really nice. I read Journey to the Center of The Earth, Oliver Twist, The Pit and the Pendulum, a few chapters in War of the Worlds, and started The Hobbit. I got a sunburn two days in a row, and now have a killer tan. (I was very careful about my face, however, I put on sunscreen, had my bangs down, and put my shirt on my head. lol)
I also did some cleaning and sorting. I still need to do plenty more, and I want to get my winter stuff packed up and put away. I have to go through my sweatshirts again. I only want to bring 4 or 5 to college. Right now I've got a big basketful.
My nails are fairly good, still. Or not. I just looked at them. lol. But 5 days isn't bad, considering all i've been doing.
Tomorrow we're opening the sale, so I'll probably sit down there most of the day and read.
I am really looking forward to college. I love my family, but I'm ready to get out of here. My family really has to be taken in small doses.
As I'm writing this my sister is hanging out in my room, uninvited. And Kandace just came in with the baby, who was screaming. Goddess, I really want out.
Blessed be,
Megan
Edit: I cannot stop listening to Jump Rope by Blue October. It's ridiculously amazing, and was one of my class songs. Along with Time of Your Life by Green Day and... something by Rascal Flatts. Or something. I know I love the song, but I can't remember. My cousin really hates Jump Rope right now because they played it for an hour straight.
Edit 2: 7 years ago today my grandfather died. I was really little, so I didn't know the exact date. I'm really not sure how I feel about it. I didn't really know him. And I have some fond memories of the party we had after the funeral. Yeah.

GRADUATE

So, I did it. I made it through the last few harrowing weeks of high school. It was rough, and I had a few times where my heart dropped (my Latin class dissapeared a day early, and I needed it to graduate. oh dear that was bad.) and I ended up staying up until 4 am the night everything was due. But I made it. I even ended up with Honors. Thank goddess for my teachers. They were amazing, and I should really webmail them all and thank them. oooh, letter. I'll send the school a letter and thank everybody for their help.
Anyway, Even at my worst I made it on the B honor roll, which makes me feel really good.
We went down to the Cities on Sunday for graduation. Where I met one of my best friends. Ah, the wonders of online school. Caitlin has been one of my best friends for 4 years. She has helped me through some tough times, always makes me feel better, and I can talk to her about Harry Potter and Doctor Who, which none of my other friends seem to care about. lol. It was so fun to be able to meet her.
Very few of us actually knew each other. We had met a few times, but actually talked? rarely. So there were several girls just standing there off to the side not talking to anybody, and looking a little lost. I ended up going around and talking to everybody, because this was a day to celebrate! And I met some really cool girls. I hope I can cultivate quite a friendship with them.
I was wearing this gorgeous strapless dress, and when I took off my gown, holy crap! My family was very worried my dress had fallen down. My honors tassles were missing a tassle. So it's mine. It's very much mine. Broken, but accomplished.
I've been reading thhe past couple days. I read Journey to the Center of the Earth and Oliver Twist. I'm hoping to read about a book a day. Or at least every 2 days. I'm reading War of the Worlds now. I really want to get caught up on all the reading I haven't been doing. I love reading so much, and all I've been reading is fanfiction. And honestly, not a lot of good fanfic.
I'm so ready to go to college. I know it's not going to be sugar and spice and everything nice (honestly, why would I want it to be) And it's going to be hard, and the chances of me getting through it without an extreme sleep debt (and possibly, money debt) is very low. But It's where I belong. High school was my time to learn about myself, and college is the time to show that to the world. It's ridiculous how different I am, and I want to show everybody.
I really need a new laptop. I want to wait until next Spring, but I highly doubt that will happen. So I'm going to need a job, along with work study, which is essentially paying for my food program (which is ridiculously overpriced). I hope I can find somebody to rent with next year, because dorms are so incredibly expensive. Even the apartments are.
Anywho (yes, I'm aware my dialect is showing) I just wanted to get my thoughts out. I love this, and even if I never get anybody to read it, it helps me clear my head, and makes it so I don't forget what I'm thhinking about.
(notice the weirdness of the h's? That's why I need a new laptop. Along with the fact that it's 10 years old and my battery lasts an hour and a half, and I burn myself when I don't have it on a flat surface.
Blessed  be,
Megan

Finals

After my post earlier about how cruel and thoughtless some people can be, I felt a little better. I still cried every time someone brought it up, and I'm still going to be sad about it for a while, but I'm better. ish. Sooo...

Wednesday is my last day of school. I'm online, so tlhat means it is the last week I can turn homework in. And I've been procrastinating all semester. It's quite possibly going to kill me. I have research essays, finals, crappy poems, tests, and some weird thing for history. It makes me want to kill my past self. Urghh.  So I'm going to get a good nights sleep tonight (possibly) and then get up really early tomorrow and kick that stupid tests ASS.

Because next year is very important. I have to be out in public to fight this. I can't let MFC win.

Blessed be,
Megan

Human decency

You swerve for deer. Because if you hit one, your kids will never forgive you for killing bambi's mother. And neither will your insurance. You stop for ducks. Because they're soooo cute! Bunnies you keep going, because they go right under the car. Skunks you generally just smell on the side of the road. What about pets? The dogs, cats that are so popular as pets? What do you do when you see one coming up? They aren't that fast. They don't blend in, like deer like to do. Yes, they're short, but so are ducks.
So say you don't see it. You hit it. There's no way a 20 pound cat is going to survive a runin with your vehicle. That bulldog? No visible injuries, but she hit her head. Except you don't know it's a she. Because you kept driving.

The HUMAN thing to do would be to notice that you're 50 feet from a house. The human thing to do would be to apologize. Because they will discover your present for them in a few minutes, while the body is still warm. Because they were outside. Just busy. But you don't act like a human. You act like a coward. You keep going. And a few minutes later the owners notice a shape in the road. And a teenage girl recognizes her pet. Her best friend. And her little sister sees the pet they've had since she could remember.

YOU COULD SEE HIM FROM THE HOUSE!

People love their pets. They really do. Be a human. Own up. Let them know how sorry you feel. Or at least pretend.

On a related note, foundation is not waterproof.

Megan

Minnesota MAD

Alright ya'll, it's been a while. But I've got something really important to say, and I've had a few days to get a little bit less pissed. When I didn't, I decided to start my activism early. See, the Mn Senate just passed a ballot initiative for 2012 that will put a constitutional ammendment defining marriage as between a man and woman. Despite the fact that there is already a state law saying that exact same thing. The idea behind this ammendment is to guard against judicial hearings.

When I read about the passage, I felt attacked. By my government. It should not be okay for them to do this. So I'm proposing that Minnesotans fight as hard as we can. We blog, vlog, mob, and whatever else we can do to ensure that this ammendment does not pass. In addition, I say we defend ourselves like we're being attacked. The best defense is a good offense, right? We go after the law preventing gay marriage. The can of worms is opened, so let's make sure it stays opened.

Now, my personal belief is that the rights of the minority should never be in the hands of the majority, but right now we have no choice. So we have to make sure that we become the majority. Or we will forever be second class citizens.

I think I used up a good majority of my similes and metaphors, so I'm going to stop ranting and get started researching.

Blessed be, and good luck,
Megan