11/30/08 11:15 pm
blogspot has seen a lot of me lately, so i figured i should stop neglecting my livejournal for those of you that care.
i'm in my second year at chico now, and i've finally decided: i am moving back home next year. i have absolutely no one in chico. those new friends that i mentioned in my last entry, well, they don't talk to me anymore, and i don't know why the fuck that is. they are the ones that made me want to stay this year, and now they can't even respond to a simple text message or facebook comment. what else do i have left here? all there is for me here is a beautiful campus. there is no major here for what i want to do specifically, and i don't have any friends except for carol and jenny and a few acquaintances that i still see and talk to on occasion. to keep it short, i've decided there is more for me at home than here. and my major is important, so i need to go where the best program for me is, and that just happens to be san jose state. i'm excited.
i only have 2 more weeks of classes and one week of finals before my 5 week winter break. then i'll be 3 semesters into college. i don't expect to graduate in 4 years at this rate...
that summer job i mentioned went well. i made A LOT of money, and saved about half of it in a savings account...$2,300. i'm doing it next summer as well, because i really need the money. it wasn't THAT bad although i did get into trouble for sleeping at the desk and for being late too many times. those were all mistakes and accidents though. i didn't mean to fall asleep and i wasn't late because i got caught up doing my hair...it was because there was accidents on the freeway and what not. all the things that are out of one's control are the things that made me late. it was a good experience i guess though. i learned that i definitely DON'T want to do office work for a living. what a boring life.
my boyfriend and i have been together for 1 year and 2 months now, and things are still good. i get a little moody now with him and for that, i feel terrible. little things have just been setting me off lately, especially since his seizure. and here goes another story. he had a seizure in my university housing room one night when he came up to visit me. the whole night was going weird, and when he knocked on my door 2 hours earlier than i was expecting him, i knew something was up. he told me he was sent home from work (his new job being trained to be a shift leader at rubios) because he seemed stressed. i knew he meant he had one of those blackouts he used to have from time to time. i researched it and found out it was most likely epilepsy, but because he doesn't know when they happen and doesn't know they happen, he didn't listen to me and thus, didn't take my advice to go see a doctor. that night he came up, we researched clinics for him to go get checked at. i let him get a pizza and bring some drinks into the room. we ate and he had a few drinks, but i did not drink. we went to sleep and around 1am, i woke up to him having a seizure. i screamed and screamed and didn't know what to do, so my roommates got help from an RA. i called 911 and there were paramedics and firemen in my room before i knew it. then, as they were taking him away, i got in trouble for having the alcohol in my room. as a result, disciplinary probation on my transcript/record, housing probation, a $69 alcohol edu class, and a 3 page paper about what i learned. my boyfriend stayed in the hospital for 2 days and his parents came up. as soon as he was released, they took him away from me. he came up to spend time with me, but it ended up being time spent in a hospital bed with my boyfriend who later found out his bill totaled $17,000. what an expensive weekend trip. i was so devastated that he had to leave that i called my mom, and she decided to come up and keep me company, which i thank her so much for. i love my mom so much and i am so lucky that she did that for me. after he returned home, his manager at rubios demoted him from shift leader in training to kitchen manager. less pay, and half the hours he got before. needless to say, he stopped going. it wasn't worth the fight, so he got into contact with chipotle where he used to work immediately. they wanted to take him back, but couldn't do it right away. he waited about a month, but now he is back there and although he is making $1 less than he did before he quit chipotle last time, at least he has a job again after a month of waiting and getting allowances from his parents.
i'm okay now, but for the longest time it seemed, i was so stressed about the entire situation. i had to deal with different people from the university about my punishment and i spent a lot of time reliving that night and hoping my boyfriend was okay. now he's on medication and for the most part, it seems to be controlling his blackouts. however, this past week while i was on thanksgiving break, he did have about 5 blackouts within the week, and this is after he got his medication refilled at the clinic that he is a part of now. it's weird, because before he got it refilled, i didn't notice him have any blackouts at all, and then all of a sudden he had about 5 within a week, and most of them were in the morning around the same time. hopefully that stops.
anyways, i'm sure you all cared to read that. i'm just trying to keep track of my life because it's moving too fast for me to keep up.