I have 10 papers left to grade...praise God! One more essay to write, which I have spent the last hour outlining. School is kicking my ass right now. I feel like my teachers just decided to kick it up a notch since I'm officially in week 4...over halfway through my first two classes (and $5000 in debt). Pretty cool, huh? Plus...I have yet to receive a paycheck. We get paid on the last day of the month...Monday cannot get here soon enough.
Anyway, I don't know what else to say. I went on a 10-mile hike today with my dogs. It was lovely...I forced myself to get out of the house and step away from school stuff (if there's one thing I learned in the first two years it's that not taking a break may seem beneficial, but it will kill us in the end). It was beautiful...and no sprained ankles this time. My dogs were ecstatic.
Ummm...Jordan is still totally retarded. We're still talking everyday...not that my love life (or lack their of) really excites either of you anymore. Who knows. I did get the phone number from my high school friend in Seattle. We dated my freshman year when we was a junior...ha. We're going to try and get together in two weeks (since I'm chaperoning Homecoming next week...double ha). We've been talking like everyday for the last two weeks though...weird. Do you think that you ever completely lose feelings for someone you cared about? And are you still into the person that they were, or they person that they are? Or maybe it's both...and that's the beauty of it? I just need to see a familiar face. Plus, he is honestly one of the funniest people I know (after you two peaches, of course). Weird. I dunno. I don't even know what I'm saying, why I'm saying it, or if I'm even making sense. I'm an inferring something in this post? Brandon, you would know...you are now the king of reading strategies, I guess.
Okay, I have to sleep. My eyes are closing and I got church in the AM. Write back soon. Toodle-ooh!
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I still care about my ex-wife, if that's any reference. I'm not surprised that you still have feelings Jordan, but I am surprised that still talk every day. I bet that's just something resembling a life preserver, something to hold onto while everything around you is changing and stressful.
Keep ya hed up. . .
I asked him today, "You and me...will me ever work? Do you want us to work?" He avoided it by saying, "We're sooo different." Whatever that means. Anyway, he then had the nerve to call me tonight, and then proceeded to tell me I was acting bitchy (after writing a 12-page paper on the last week of Jesus' life...ANNOTATED BIBLIOGRAPHY...blah...I don't even know how I'm still typing). Anyway, I apologized...then he told me to stick up for myself. I basically went off at that moment telling him to screw off and talk to me like an adult. He said that I am basically stupid for asking what the future holds. I responded with, "I just want you to respect me enough to let me go if you don't want anything from me other than a blow job." He responded with, "Have a nice life then." Ha. Whatever. To be honest, when I saw him calling, I cringed. I didn't want to deal with it. I almost didn't answer, but a part of me wanted to be spiteful. I just don't get him, and I'm kind of not caring to anymore if I ever do.
Anyway, my friend from high school is coming down on Wednesday I think...so excited. I miss you. I wish you guys could come visit me. I'm still having turmoil about Christmas. My mom moves to Telluride this week to move in with her boyfriend...weird...but that also means my first Christmas without Basalt...even weirder.
Anyways, I love you guys.
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