A Very Merry Sickmas

Well, Christmas has come and is almost gone.

I hope you all had a wonderful holiday.

Unfortunately, I was sick with some sort of stomach virus that's been going around. A few days ago my brother was terribly sick; heaving up chunks for 5 hours straight (poor little guy). By morning he was perfectly fine.

This morning I woke up with an uneasy stomach. "Great!" I thought. "Sick for Christmas. Just what I wanted." Then my dad came in my room telling me that my step-mom was sick (the sound of her barfing in the toilet was evidence of that).

Worried that others might be sick, my dad called my family and indeed found out that at least one other person was sick, my Uncle Andy. Wonderful!

Meanwhile, my stomach was informing me that I needed to make a trip to the bathroom myself...however, for different reasons. Yep, it was diarrhea. Back and forth Aimee and I were taking turns in the bathroom.

Later, we went to my grandparents to celebrate, and I hadn't taken a shower yet so to the bathroom I was headed again. I was almost finished with my shower when all of a sudden I couldn't hear anything except my own voice and I felt like I was going to pass out. I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around me and down to the floor I went. Don't worry, I didn't pass out; instead I puked into the toilet. (I haven't puked in years and forgot how painful it is.)

The rest of the evening I still didn't feel up to par, but it wasn't too bad. There was so much food, and TONS of pies, and I didn't get to eat any of it (*sniff, sniff*). So, right now I am just relaxing at the computer and taking it easy.

What a TERRIFIC Christmas, I tell ya.

Hi, my name is Megan, and I'm addicted to...

THE INTERNET!!! Yep, that's right. I'm addicted. What do you expect? Take an 18 year old who has lived her entire life without the internet in her home and then throw her in a room for the next 9 months where she has access to it 24/7 (except for when it's down).

I'm constantly on the internet when I'm in my room. I IM, I mess around with blogs, I look up words that I don't know, I research for class assignments, I surf when I'm bored, and the list goes on. The internet-it's the greatest thing since sliced bread.

Coming home for Christmas break has been hard without the internet...and I still have 2 more weeks to go. AHHHHHHHH!!!!! Every chance I get I go to my grandparents because they do have the internet. How pathetic is that? "Hi grandma, hi grandpa! Long time no see. Is your computer on?" And off I run.

I know I'll survive............BUT IT'S SOOO INCREDIBLY HARD!!!!

Christmas break, end of first semester and the realization of a new beginning

Christmas break; I haven't been dreading it, but I haven't exactly been anticipating it either. Two whole weeks of crashing at home and being able to relax. No homework, no obligations, nothing. What more could a college student ask for, right? Well, that's just it. I've realized that my home is no longer in Michigan with my Dad, Step-mom, sister and brother. Odd some may say. I've only been away for 4 months and I already feel like a stranger in my own land.

What is wrong with me?!?!

I feel so homesick for the campus and people of GBS; the place I've had to call my home for the past semester. Yes, I love my family to death, and I love being with them. But as soon as I got back home I only felt like a visitor. Is this normal?

I've been told by many older folks that they went through the same transition. I'm an official, legal adult now. The feeling I had before I started college, of wanting to remain a kid forever, is now gone (thank goodness!). I know that I will always have learning to do, and I will always need my parents, but I won't always need to be with them. Knowing that now is my turn to go out and start a new life is so exciting. Go to college, find a husband, start a family, and the whole cycle will start all over again with my children. I've found that it is a little scary (especially when you have no moolah), but that is when I can look towards God and fully rely on Him.

As an inexperienced 18 year old, I still have my entire future to look forward to. Sure, I know I will go through some ups and downs, some pains, some failures, some accomplishments and more, but it's all a part of this dreaded, anticipated journey we call life.

Finally alone...and lonely!!

So, yeah, those of you who have roommates, or have had them in the past, I'm sure you can relate to this.

First of all, my room is extremely small for two people, and it's amazing I've survived this long living with the same person for months now. Don't get me wrong, I love my roommate to death...but I'm the kind of person who needs a lot of alone time to be able to relax. I often find myself longing for those rare peaceful moments I spend in my room sitting in my butterfly chair, with the lights off, soft music playing and just being able to think.

This afternoon Brenda found out that her flight was leaving earlier than she thought and had to be at the airport around 2:30 pm. We got there, gave her her luggage, hugged, said our good-byes and left her at the door to venture on by herself. Great! I can look forward to having the room all to myself for the rest of the evening. That gives me plenty of time to meditate and reconnect with myself.

Immediately after getting back I went to my room and I had this sinking feeling in my stomach. Knowing that Brenda wasn't there made me feel extremely sad. I felt like crying that's how much I had already missed her. Anxiety hung over me like a dark cloud. I scrambled around my room packing my bags trying to forget about the empty feeling. ...Ok, this kind of solitude isn't exactly what I had in mind.

I was finally all alone...and terribly lonely.

I'm now a Blogger

I've been wanting to start a blog so I'm going to try out a few different ones to see which one I like the best.
I really don't know what I'm doing so you'll have to bear with me. The process of getting it started will be rather slow.
For those interested, I'll try to write frequently. Who knows if there is anyone out there who even cares to read things about me, but I enjoy reading the things people write about themselves. I think it is a great way to find out interesting things about the people you know.
So, this is my first posting. Not very exciting, I know, but I'm just getting started.