Word of advice for those tha go away t college but still have a room to come home to at their parents house: NEVER let them "tackle it" (clean)! It is code for snooping. Actually, better advice would be never keep anything that your parents might find possibly incriminating, it comes back to bite ya big time!
I found this out this past weekend. I knew my mom was planning on "tackling" the upstairs soon, because there was a possibility of my eldest sister and her little family (hubby, stepdaughter when they have her, and child due in the next 3ish weeks) moving in til they found an apartment. You see, there was a whole drama with them living at Ph's brother's house. They were given til the end of February to find somewhere else to live and move out, or until the alienette was born, whichever happened first. So she did a cleaning spree upstairs. And I'm the first to admit it, I do not have the cleanest room. I have bad habits, that I'm working on while away at college. So, she goes upstairs to clean. She's in my room, and was going through stuff, and found some stuff you wish our mom/parents would never find if you had my parents. That's right, she found a couple of strawberry daquiri wine coolers from last year that I had hidden... and a bag of condoms and lubricant. Both easily explainable. The wine coolers, I brought back with me last spring break, after forgetting to give them to the friend (of legal drinking age) that i drove home. I was going to throw them away, but I have just never really found a time when they're not home and I remember to do that. Lame excuse, I know. But it's the truth. The condoms and lube she found-- that is going to be a not-so-fun conversation with her. At my school, they have "Condom Awareness Day" type of events every semester, where they pass out condoms, lubricant, things of that nature. Most of the time, it is of brands that I am not familiar with, so I don't use them. I only trust condom brands I recognize. She already knows I'm on birth control, but for a bigger reason than pregnancy prevention. I'm on it because I have naturally abnormal "flow," meaning starting in middle school, my "normal" was every other month to every 3 months. This continued in high school. In college, it got really bad. My sophomore year fall semester I went two months without having one, and that spring semester I went from the one mid-january to a few days after I came home for summer break in may! Ya, I was a hormonal wreck. That was the major reason(s) I went on the pill- to regulate when I had it and to help with moods. The pregnancy prevention was just an added bonus.
The truth is, I am not a virgin. Am I sexually active right now? No. I'm possibly one of those old-fogey types that doesn't really believe in casual sex/one night stands.I'm more comfortable with having sex if I'm in a relationship with someone. The whole casual sex might be someone else's thing, but it's not mine. I'm not knocking anyone that is into it, I'm just saying it's not for me personally.
From what I've found out from my sister, mom's not as pissed now about what all she found up there, and she only told dad about the alcohol (which believe me, that's a GOOD THING), but she believes the alcohol is from my freshman year in college because she found it in a tub that had stuff from that year in it. Though I did drink then, it is not from that year. If dad found out about the condoms and lube-- let's just say he'd turn purple at the very least.
My parents aren't the most open of parents out there. I know of friends whose parents they can talk to them about anything, would let them drink with them as long as they didn't drive. My parents are not those type of parents. They're more old school, slightly militaristic style of parenting (do chores without them having to tell you to do it, their way,no drugs, no sex before marriage, no drinking before you're of age). Though the last two, all three of us daughters (I'm the youngest of three)-- well I think H wasn't still a virgin on her wedding night, but that's not something I really care to know about her life *shudders*. Jenni, I know and the 'rents know she wasn't. The alcohol... that one was a gray area. High school it was a no-no. college dad was a little more relaxed, but only slightly. I'm of legal drinking age now, and I still don't feel comfortable drinking at home. Hense the hiding the alcohol.
I'm going home this weekend to help my eldest preggo sister J (as you know if you've read other posts, both are preggo eggos, so I've gotta differentiate somehow...) move into her family's new apartment. As of right now, she only has dad, Ph, and our friend Techno Rob helping move. She's only allowed to hold doors open, no heavy lifting allowed! So, mom suggested to her asking me to come home and help with the move. Ph's brother that they're moving out of's house might help, which means I definitely gotta be there to mediate/referee, because there's gonna be tension rising amongst the brothers...
Haven't heard from H since I told her I'm putting her baby's quilt on hold until after he's born. J heard from her. Supposedly she "feels bad about not getting ahold of me". I'm not really buying it. Call it the English major in me, but that statement implies that she's actually tried to talk to me. I can tell you, between her tweeting and random facebook friend adding/status updating, she has not. And I get it. Her schedule is grueling, working from 5am-midnight most nights. But even that doesn't really hold up, because besides the internet usage,s he's also able to to converse with our dad every once in awhile when he's called her a couple of times that day. Most of the times, the rest of us, if we want to get ahold of her, we have to go through her husband/in-laws, which is not cool, slightly embarrassing according to mom. Who knows, this "relationship" between her and I might get better over time. We'll have to see. Onto slightly defending her. The Army-- not liking them so much right now. First, she wasn't going back to Afghanistan til November, then it was pushed up to sometime this summer, close to around her due date. Then it was pushed back to late fall. Now, it's back to august. This means, after she she'll have from circa May 25 til sometime in August to bond with her son- well her and her husband both, since they're both in the same battalion/unit (most military terms go over my head, but it's one of those two), and then she ships out and the kid comes to our parents house. Their dog Roadie and cat Speedbump are tentatively coming there also, but mom's trying to get the animals to go to the in-laws, since Dudley (if he's still alive at that point) is very territorial plus she doesn't really want to deal with the litter boxes. The in-laws are down to one dog now, Molly, and their cats (Trinity was put down after they found a cancerous tumor this past summer/fall and Emma was put down a few months later, I think because age caught up with her, not for sure..) so it wouldn't be as hectic for the two animals. The whole deploying 2-3 months after giving birth is somewhat aggravating, because for a little bit there, we had heard that the mother, if she's of Army personnel, get's six months to bond with the child, however the dad still deploys when scheduled. I guess my first guess of unless she's pregnant on date of deployment, the mom ships out. I feel bad for her, and for other military families that have to deal with this type of thing.
Onto another subject...
Had my first midterm today- Rhetoric and Reasoning. Not sure if I did very good on it. I'll be happy with a C on it, seeing as the professor is somewhat of a picky grader from what others and he himself has said. I have the first part of my second final tomorrow, concluding it on Friday. I'm hoping to do decently on there. I've had the professor in other classes before, so I know slightly how his tests can go. Should be interesting.
I saw JB (the guy that bought the book from me) today while waiting for the elevator. Definitely irritated with him. You see, he has yet to PAY for the book, even though I stupidly already handed it over to him (he came to Fundamentals of Criticism class with only his bank card.) He ignored my text message last Wednesday when I asked him to bring the money to class (that class was then canceled because of the road conditions near where the professor lives.Today, we saw each other in the hall, he ducked into the nook that held the drinking fountains. One can only infer that he was trying to avoid questioning about the money from me. If he shows up to class on Thursday, I think I'm going to have to tell him to either hand over the $15 he owes me for the book, or just give back the book, because I'm sick of the run-around. If you couldn't already tell, I don't like to mess around when it comes to money. Friends have burned me in the past, and I didn't like it in the slightest.
On the dating front... Still single. I think, with only having a year left in school, I think I'm just going to "give up" on dating for now, sotospeak. What I mean by that is, I don't really want to get involved with a guy that lives down here, then during breaks and after graduating have a long-distance relationship. Yes, some do great in those types of relationships, but personally, I don't find it fair to either person involved. So, unless the guy I get involved with is from around my hometown but is in school down here, it's not really worth getting hurt in the end. Yes, I know, my trust issues are shining through, but that's going to happen, and it's something that will heal only with time.
Well, I better get to studying for Part 1 of the Survey in American Literature 2 midterm tomorrow, seeing as Craig Ferguson's late late show is not really holding my attention at all. He's doing this experiment, not having an audience. Sorry, but it's not funny. He needs the audience to be funny. I'll try and blog after this weekend..
Laters :)
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