Where once there were 4....there are now 5.

Yup, I got my ear pierced today. Horray for peer-pressure. I came down to hang out with some friends for a few days, and one of them (*ahem* Lindsay) Drug my ass down to the local tattoo/piercing parlor to get another hole in my head. I put up a fight at first, but resistance is futile.

I'm glad that I did, I love it. Plus I have been wanting to get it donw for a while now. Spurr of the moment things are always fun. One reason of many that I love my friends, they get me to do things I wouldn't normally do on my own.

I was really nervous though, I always do when something is being done that I cannot see. Like when I give blood, get a shot, or when I got my tattoo done....I have to watch them put in needle in and such otherwise it freaks me out. Thankfully the piercer, Patrick, was really cool and didn't make me feel like an ass for being nervous.

Good fun. Oh, and PS it is a cartilliage piercing in my right ear. Lucky me, I didn't bleed. It is kinda sore at the moment. I can't wait to clean it.....I also can't wait to get another.

This morning, I was laying in bed having a conversation with my sister who was running around getting ready for work (I was half dead so I wasn't doing a very good job keeping up my end of the conversation). We had heard a little commotion outside, but neither of us thought anything of it. Until we heard our roomate yell something. Jen looked outside and said "OMG!!" I jump up and run to the window.

One of the houses across the street was on fire. And I don't mean a little spit of smoke coming out of the window.....I mean completely engulfed in flame. So we run downstairs. We are watching Alexis, our roomates daughter while she runs over to make sure the neighbor kids are out. Thankfully no one was hurt.

I saw it go for at least a good 20 minutes before the firefighters were able to get it out. Since it was inbetween two houses they were trying to keep it from spreading. There is not much left of it now, just some of the foundation and a little bit of the outer walls. The two houses next to it got minimal damage (horray firefighters!) But there are huge black spot on both houses and some spots where the fire damaged the walls and roof.

I tried to take a picture with my camera, but just my luck the batteries were dead. I suppose that is what I get for ignoring my camera for so long T_T

Never have I seen a house burn down, at least not in person.

I suppose there comes a time in a person's life, where they think...

"what the hell is going on, and where do I fit in here?"

...or something of the sort. Right now, that is where I am at.

All my classes are officially over. One week of finals and I'm done with my first year of college. Woot.

I will only get a weeks break before summer school starts, but it is a break that I have been looking forward to. I get to go down to Orlando, Florida to go see one of my best friends, Abby, whom I haven't seen since December. Life's been odd without her, and I cannot WAIT to see her! The only thing that could make this visit better is that she is nearing the end of her internship (and I use that word loosely) at Disney World. I've never been and I will always wanted to go....the fact that I get in free and discount on the hotel makes it a little easier to go as well, lol.

Everyone thinks I am all sorts of crazy to submit my summer to taking extra classes. But I fear that if I don't get ahead on classes, I will rapidly fall behind.....all thanks to my decision to be a double major in art and psychology

I am going to splurge tonight and bust out my oil paints. I think I can postpone finals studying for one night. Plus, I haven't painted but once this past two semesters, and the only art I've done is class related.

I never cease to be amazed at what people do to each other.

The largest mass shooting in US history. I can't wrap my head around that thought. I'm a psychology major and I can't fathom what could run through a person's mind to want to shoot their peers. To go from classroom to classroom, chaining the doors so no one can escape, then opening fire.

Over thirty people my age were killed on their college campus.

I can't comprehend it....