things he didn’t know

Things he didn’t know:

1.  He didn’t know that he was on my mind all the time, even in my sleep.

2.  He didn’t know that I loved him the moment I saw him.

3.  He didn’t know that I really believed it when I told my friend I was going to marry him 30 minutes after we met.

4.  He didn’t know that when we accidentally went ring shopping, I was shaking because I was so happy, not because I was scared or nervous.

5.  He didn’t know that I was looking into inexpensive wedding locations and ideas so we didn’t have to wait so long to get married.

6.  He didn’t know that I only nagged him about what he ate because I was selfish and wanted to keep him around longer.

7.  He didn’t know that when he looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes I melted inside.

8.  He didn’t know that it broke my heart to be away from him for even a minute, so our long weeks apart were torture for me.

9.  He didn’t know that I felt safer in his arms than I ever have in my life.

10.  He didn’t know that he taught me to truly love, and then took it away.

I will miss him always.

summertime

I got a request asking how summer school went for me.  I have not forgotten to tell everyone.  OK, well, maybe I did for a second, but now I remember and I will let everyone know.  It was oh-so-exciting.  Almost literally!  I swear, things happen to me that don’t happen to just anyone.  I don’t know what I was doing when they were handing out luck, but I definitely didn’t get my share.  I must have been looking at something shiny since shiny things easily distract me.

But, back to the point of this post.  I will tell you about summ-

Oh look!  Something sparkly!

testing….

Just a test to see if this new RSS thing from twitter to my blog works.

Wish it luck!

just call me miss piggy

Well, hello there!  Remember me?  No?  Well, just to refresh your memory, I’m the non-traditional student that started this blog oh-so-long-ago and then abandoned it because I got busy.  Imagine that!  A busy non-trad student!  I can tell you’re shocked.  I’ll give you a moment….

OK, now that you’ve recovered from the total shock that I, as a full-time student who works full-time and also tries to have some semblance of a social life, could ever possibly be busy, I actually have some stuff to say!

School’s started again and I’m happy to announce that after this semester I am only two semesters away from graduation!  Yay!!!!!  Providing I can pass all those darn accounting classes, anyway.  I only have 34 more credit hours to take and still graduate with the 150 credits needed to take the CPA exam in Indiana.

This is after my unfortunate incident last fall involving the kid guy with the gun and the consequent failing of a very important class AND the other unfortunate incident involving the case of H1N1 flu I managed to pick up this spring causing me to barely pass the same class when taken for the second time.  I have never been called so many pig-related names or been snorted at so many times in my life as when I was diagnosed with the swine flu.  It got old.  Real.  Quick.  I swear, we non-trads don’t have it easy! (I never even mentioned the time I got MRSA when school was in session, and I was reminded of another illness I had the other day by a friend that I can’t, for the life of me, remember right now.  I must have blocked it out.  Oh wait!  Now I remember!  Not an illness but a football related injury.  That’s right, I broke my finger playing football.  Inside.  While standing maybe 5 feet away from the person throwing me the ball.  I’m just that awesome.)

Now, however, I am flu-free and ready to take on the world!  I’m actually very motivated this semester — spending more time in the law library (aka lawbrary) on campus than my friend in law school — reading, writing papers, studying and staying on a near constant sugar high thanks to those yummy bottles of Sprite!  I choose this awesome library over the main one because it is quiet.  Oh so blissfully quiet.  I swear it’s so quiet that every time I click my mouse I can feel the dirty looks from my fellow students boring into the back of my head.    And don’t even talk to me about what happens when I forget to take my phone off vibrate.  Those looks have lasers coming out of the eye.  Red ones.  The kind that burn.

OK, all.  Now I must get back to reading.  I have a Criminal Law class this semester for my criminal justice minor that I find very interesting.  Almost interesting enough to make me want to pursue a law degree.  Almost.  If I do it, it’ll be when I go back for my Master’s so I can get the MBA/JD degree.

I must be a glutton for punishment.  Or a masochist.