Day 30: Daddy's little girl.

First of all, hi Daddy, because I know you're staying up-to-date on kyle and my blogs.

Secondly, Sorry I took this picture without you knowing. But I wanted it to be a surprise.

Well Here goes: I am a Daddy's girl. We are exactly alike. We're the ones with ideas. We're not the "Home bodies" We're the creative ones. The ones who tolerate change a little more. The goofy ones. The ones with the corny jokes. The ones who like onions and sausage. The ones who dip everything. The "Montgomerys" of the family versus the "Pomeroys." But most importantly he is my father, my "daddy" and I am his daughter, "his missy McDoogle."

I am so lucky to have amazing parents. Yesterday when I felt completely aweful. It was Dad who said I could ride to work with Kyle and that he would pick me up after my shift (at 2 am). It was my dad who went to three stores today looking for a paint additive to make furniture flame retardant (for my dresser for college.) It was dad who made me "flat eggs" yesterday and bought me chinese today. Dad who does all of this while commuting to Cincinnati every day to work.

There are thirty eight days til I go to college and it has finally set in on me that I have to grow up now. I'm trying to savor every last day, but between all the things to do to get ready and my job and my friends, it's hard to do. But I'm trying. I heard the song "Ready, Set, Don't Go." today and I cried a little. I love my family.


Here's the song for those of you who weren't aware. And also the lyrics:



She's got to do what she's got to do
And I've got to like it or not
She's got dreams too big for this town
And she needs to give them a shot
Wherever they are

Looks like I'm all ready to leave
with nothing left to pack
There ain't no room for me in that car
Even if she asked me to tag along
God, I got to be strong

I'm at the starting line of the rest of my life
As ready as I've ever been
Got the hunger and the stars in my eyes
The prize is mine to win
She's waiting on my blessings before she hits that open road
Well, baby, get ready, (oh I'm ready) get set, don't go

Looks things are fallen into place
Feels like they're fallen apart
I've painted this big old smile on my face to hide my broken heart
If only she knew
This is where you don't say what you want so bad to say
This is where I want to but I won't get in the way of her and her dreams
And spreading her wings (my wings, fly)

I'm at the starting line of the rest of my life
As ready as I've ever been
Got the hunger and the stars in my eyes
The prize is mine to win
She's waiting on my blessings before she hits that open road
Well, (Gotta get ready to go)baby, get ready, get set,(set) don't go

I'm at the starting line of the rest of my life
As ready as I've ever been
(Never be alright
Got the hunger and the stars in my eyes
The prize is mine to win (I'll be okay)
She's waiting on my blessings before she hits that open road
Well, baby, get ready, (woah) get set, please don't go

Don't go, (let me go now, ready)
don't do (I'll be alright, I'll be okay, no that i'll be thinkin of you, each and every day
She's got to do what she's got to do
let me go now
She's got to do what she's got to do
I gotta do what I gotta do
She's got to do what she's got to do
Fly...

Day 27: Skype sessions.

This is something Anthony and I do multiple times a week. (I bought him a webcam for graduation)

Even though Anthony and I aren't still dating, there's no denying that our relationship was more than just boyfriend and girlfriend. In the past two years we became best friends, telling each other every unimportant fact that no one else would care about. There's no just stopping that. This is part of the reason why we're still friends: Our relationship was based on such a strong friendship that we can't just lose it. Thus, we skype every 3 or so days, just to say "hey, whats up" and "How's life been". Each time I trade a few Kings Island stories for a few shuffleboard stories. We chat for 30 or so minutes, usually late at night, usually with my laying on my bed trying to stay awake. There are some things I'm not willing to give up.



In other news (Which was part of tonight's Skype session), I got a 4 on my AP English Test. The perfectionist inside of me is disappointed for not getting a 5, but hey, at least I got the maximum credit possible, right?

Day 25: Twins

Funny story: When I got in my car to drive to Alex's grandma's house, I realized right around Kroger that I forgot my work shoes. So I called Alex, told her I was doubling back to get them, and that it would be a tad bit longer before I got there. While on the phone, she double checked to make sure I had all my important essentials: ID, nametag, belt, $. I reassured her that I remembered putting all those things in my bag for work.

I was wrong.

When we got up at 7:30 in the morning, I started to pull out my uniform for work. No nametag to be found. I swore to both Alex and David that I had it... but I guess not? (It was on my bed when I got home) So... I became "Alex" for the day, borrowing her second name tag. The funny thing was that in addition to the same nametag, we also had the same headband, similar glasses, our hair in buns, and matching vera bradley carry alls. We decided we must be twins. :)

Day 24: New friends

I love my coworkers so much!

Today, while I was taking photos and Alex was selling them, she asked if I wanted to hang out, because it was her last day house watching for her Grandma. I told her that it would be great... except I had to open at 8:45 the next morning. So she switched shifts with someone to match and I drove home and then to West Chester after work.

It was me, Alex, Megan, and David.

We swam for like 3 hours. Megan and I became obsessed with making bubbles with a noodle. David and I made fun of alex for saying "bounce" over and over. Megan, Alex, and I floated on a noodle and pointed out cloud shapes in the dark.

At midnight, Megan and David drove home and Alex and I stayed up for another hour talking. She's a year older than me, so she told me all about her experiences at Kent State, and we discussed one of my favorite topics - books. We stayed up until 3 am even though we had to be up at 7:30 for our shift, but it was okay because, even being exhausted, we got each other up and made it to work on time (unlike david.) we even had time to sing Adele in the car!

Day 23: Normal.

Nothing exciting happened today. The most exciting portion of my day was the fact that I got my truck back to drive to work. I love driving it because it's just bumpy enough to remind me that I'm driving. Sometimes I just enjoy the imperfect things. I love the feel of controlling the truck. Also, I love my cassette to iPod converter (another hand-me-down with the truck from my brother). It's great to listen to all my favorite mix cds.

Day 22: Megan

I love having friends who I can call up on a whim to hangout. I had a few spare hours (again) to spend at the pool, but sometimes I just long for company at the pool, especially if it's hot and I want in the water. So I called Megan, and 20 minutes later, we were soaking up the sun in our chairs and wading casually through the water. She looked super adorable (as always) but this aweful shiny picture doesn't do us justice. But my hairwrap still lives!

Day 21: YMCA

I love the Y. For as long as I can remember, I've been coming there every summer. My mom made sure my brother and I took swimming lessons every summer. I practically lived in the water, which also explains my chlorine and sun altered blonde hair every summer. I love how the Y isn't too crowded during the week. There's always a sunny chair waiting for me to sit and read. Plus, now that I'm 18, I can enjoy the cool water without stupid ten year old boys splashing me.

I'm trying so desperately hard to get rid of my Keyhole tanlines. It's fighting a losing battle.