I know I skipped a day but I was busy with my birthday so I’ll be ok. Day 10 we are on a roll. I bought lots of dorm stuff today, but it was just the basics towels, sheets, etc. I am getting super excited for move-in. It can’t come soon enough. for my birthday I got lots of clothes, shoes, and junk. I loved every second of it and I can’t wait for my next one. I got my conch piercing today, and let me tell you that shit was crunchy. Because it is piercing cartilage it seriously sound like somebody crunching in my ear. But whatever it looks gorgeous and next month I will most likely and get my conch on my other ear pierced. Good night from the future Messy College Girl!
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Day 9 but not to whine!
This is not a day to complain or bitch about my life because I turn 18 very shortly, it almost feels unreal and I cannot believe I am lucky enough to see this day! I am excited about what I will receive from my family (I know I am getting a new phone because the one I have had for like the past 4 years is crusty and a little slow). I don’t have much to say today, except that my arms don’t hurt anymore and I was able to babysit and pick up the 4 year-old today so no weakness from what I can tell. Hopefully you guys will share something that has made you happy this week, or what you are excited for later on but once again goodnight from the future Messy College Girl.
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Day 8; Oh the weight!
Uhm so welcome to day eight, I am doing okay other than the fact that I should have researched donating platelets better… Uhm so the process takes about 2 1/2 hours… I didn’t know that until the red cross people informed me during my medical screening. Uhm another thing, you cannot move your arms for the duration of the process once your inner elbow has been disinfected with the alcohol swab. Overall my arms are sore the nurses said that my veins are teeny tiny and my arms are sore and I feel as though I didn’t produce enough platelets. Obviously every bit helps but there was this guy beside me also donating platelets and his bags full of platelets looked like they were gonna burst. I contributed which is all that matters. I donate blood on Monday and then platelets again that Friday. I think if I were never to donate platelets again it would still be too soon but I pushed through. While I was there I watched Straw which was amazing! No spoilers here, but what you think is happening may not actually be what is happening. Then I had about 45 min left in which I picked up watching the resident where I had left off in like season six. Give me more movie recommendations that you think would be good for when I am donating platelets on Friday, I’M DESPERATE. I desperately urge you to donate platelets, plasma, blood, anything because if you have it there sure as hell is someone who needs it. I am super excited thinking about not only my birthday but moving into my dorm in the fall and meeting my roommate face-to-face. If you know where to shop for dorm essentials that are earth-toned, NOT MUTED, just earth-toned let me know and leave a comment of this post! Goodnight- the future Messy College Girl.
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Day 7 another beckon!
So I am on day 2 of kids camp and I am loving it. I do this every year and every year the kids seem to get more interesting. Today I just want to talk about giving blood and platelets. I’ve given blood once (the second time my hemoglobin was just barely under so I couldn’t donate). I encourage you guys that if you can to go donate whenever possible. Some people are afraid of needles and the needles they use for blood donation are BIG but if you can handle it please do donate. If you donate platelets you get an amazon gift card btw, and you can donate every seven days. I am not personally squeamish with needles but my mother is so I get it. Anytime me or anybody in the family get blood drawn my mom will cry so I want to let you know that if you can’t stomach it that’s ok but please consider it. Today was a good day, just tiring I got home around noon from kids camp and I was knocked out until about 6pm. Those kids are no joke. I am in charge of 30 kids all under age 13 for 2 hours trying to teach them a sport they have zero interest in, most of them anyways. I met this lovely older man the other day while I was practicing on the range and he too was a fellow lefty. He told me that he only started playing when he was 40 and feels embarrassed because he typically does not play as well as his friends and as a result whenever I see him I give him five tips to put into practice. I don’t know if it truly helps but I hope it does. It is never too late to start doing something you want to do, you just have to start and from then on it will begin to be a part of your daily or weekly routine. Goodnight chickies; the future Messy College Girl.
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Day 6 not so much bliss.
Hey guys I know that this should have been a day 7 post but today I had lots to do and with that came great stress. With that came an overwhelming feeling of not being okay. I want to tell you guys about my uncle who passed away when I was young. We are going to call him Nick. Nick was a close to a blood-related father as I could get. He was my bio dad’s brother and he passed away young in his twenties. That side of the family said that he died naturally but I am not so sure, but I cannot relive that trauma and so I won’t be investigating further. I always knew he was kind of a “druggie” but not in the mean way. He was always kind to everyone he ever met and was the person to give you five dollars that he really couldn’t afford to spare but it made someone else’s day, which made it worth it to him. He was kind of labelled as the black sheep middle child. He had to be high (weed) just to function like a normal person and that was okay with me because I knew, or I guess thought, he would always be there for me no matter what. to see me graduate, get into a relationship, and eventually get married but unfortunately that was not the case. He never saw me enter high school. More importantly he never saw me leave it. Now I sit here at night wondering what graduation gift he would have given me, what food he would have ordered at my grad party, and finally how he would congratulate me on my college commitment. But alas God made the timeline and set it down to play on the record player of life. Just like any good classic vinyl there are always a scratch or two, accompanied by a skip in the music, before returning not long after. I say all of this to mean that you truly never know when someone will be gone whether that is physically or mentally so maybe hug them a little tighter, take them out to eat more often, and remember to tell them every little insignificant thing because you truly never know when the grief will become bearable and truth be told, maybe it never will. I hope everybody had a lovely Father’s Day and for those whose Dads have passed on, just know that they want to spend just one more minute with you. For you to share one last hug and a final kiss goodbye. Thank you for letting me share, and please feel free to do the same. With Love, the future Messy College Girl.
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Day 4 who could ask for more?
After yesterday’s post I want to just kind of keep it short and sweet. I have found my new roommate and she is so lovely and amazing and we are already planning so much dorm stuff so I am so excited!!! She is going to orientation a couple of days ahead of me so from that we should be able to make a mock up of our room. I am so unbelievably excited and overwhelmed. I have started my journey in faith for the 1000th time now and while I am not turning this into a walk in my life through Christ blog I just wanted to let you guys know. In now way is this an attempt to shove my religion down anyone’s throat, I am just simply informing you guys. I am super excited to start buying all of my dorm stuff and father’s day is tomorrow and we are taking my dad to a whiskey dinner because he loves whiskey like in a way that is like kind of insane but he is about to retire so this is his new hobby, collecting whiskey and bourbon. I will be back tomorrow but to all of those dads out there, Happy Father’s Day. And for those without a father (due to death or absence or anything in between) hug that father figure in your life just a little bit harder and let them know that you are thankful they stepped up to the plate and conquered all the challenges that came with the title of father. Your father figure can be male or female, just someone who encourages you, tells you when you are settling when you deserve more, and someone who will give up anything to provide for you and keep you safe. Until tomorrow; the future Messy College Girl.
