Senior Pictures

So I am a senior this year. And I need to get senior pictures taken. I've been getting a bunch of mail from colleges and photography businesses. I saw the price. Um...yeah... $300 to get my picture taken then an additional $100 or more for the pictures themselves!? My parents didn't want to pay that much. So they suggested taking them instead of a professional. I wanted to do that anyway.

So I need to get them taken soon. If I'm gonna have outdoor pictures, I need to get it done in the next couple of weeks... Does anyone have suggestions? What are some poses that you like? Where would you suggest taking them?

I had planned on blogging about the funeral...there were a lot of car related problems...I might still do that. Probably. Maybe.

I think that's it for today.

*wants to go to bed*

*resists the urge to use the keyboard as a pillow* I don't think that would be very comfy...

Oh. Wait. I have a few new posts on my other blogs.
This has some stuff that I would like suggestions for.
Skillet music.

Au revoir. Je m'en vais.

-Amarantha93

Friday, September 10

I just posted this on my other blog, and I didn't feel like retyping it, so I just copied and pasted.

I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to do a post yesterday.

My grandpa was put into the hospital on July 20th. My parents, my sister, and I have gone to visit him every weekend since then. A few weeks ago, he got put into Creighton University in Omaha, Nebraska. On Wednesday, He got put into ICU. My dad and his brother traveled 6 hours that night to pick up my sister and I. We missed school on Thursday. We missed school on Friday. I did not have a computer, so I couldn't post anything.

It might be awhile until I post again, 

He got put into Hospice last night and they took away all of his medications. We had to go home tonight and take care of our dog and our cats. About 10 minutes after we got home, my dad got a phone call. My grandpa was getting worse. 10 minutes after that we were getting our stuff packed up to head back to Omaha. Then my dad got another phone call. My grandpa died at about 7:40 tonight.

My grandma is going to be living with us for awhile. I don't know how long. And I don't know when I'll be able to post again.

Goodbye for now.

-Amarantha93

Story Time

I was gonna add this in my post about the "move," but I didn't really have room...

It's completely unrelated...but who cares?

Now sit back and read the story about my life.

*cue story time music...is there even such a thing?*

Once upon a time, there was a guy. He grew up in Nebraska. Then he lived in western Iowa. He was kinda like a doctor. He saved lives daily. He also drove across the sate a lot...I don't know why, but it's important to the story. One time he was in eastern Iowa. He met a girl.

They fell in love.

August 1, 1992 they got married. July 27 the following year, their first baby was born. (me!) Now, 'cause I'm so amazingly awesome, their lives were filled with happiness. But wait! every story needs a villain. In this story, it is the insurance company. They claimed that I was a preexisting condition. (so my mom was pregnant before they were married) The insurance people refused to pay for me.

Stop right there!

*rewind*

August 1 is 5 days after July 27. So start at August 1...July 27 is 360 days later. So that's almost 12 months. 5 days short of 12 months. So that means my mom was pregnant for over 360 days! *gasp* I'm a mutant baby! (my parents really do call me that)

Run! It's mutant baby!

So my dad probably called them idiots...in not so nice words...he is not known for his diplomatic skills...

They got it all fixed, and the insurance paid for me.

*cue end-of-story-time-music*

That's my story. My life story. Until I was a couple of months old...

Au revoir. Je m'en vais.

-Amarantha93

Random note: two post's in one day! Yay me!

The Move

Awhile ago, I posted a personal witness back in April. It was about moving waiting to move.

I had planned on posting about it, but I forgot about it until now...

So let's go back to prehistoric times, when dinosaurs ruled the world...uh...not that far. How about 1987. My dad worked at a hospital. He was a paramedic. You know, in movies, someone gets hurt and they go in an ambulance. And there are the people/"doctors" there. That's what my dad did. Then he ended up being the engineer (not the train kind). He was in charge of a bunch of people. And we had some pretty sweet hours. He was paid yearly instead of hourly. So he got to leave whenever. So he went on field trips and stuff with my sister and me.

Then in October 2007 he got a new boss. This guy is an idiot/jerk/other impolite names. He wanted to do some stuff that wasn't exactly legal. He wanted my dad to sign something saying that he had checked some safety stuff. But he hadn't done it, so my dad wouldn't sign the paper. That was a Friday. The following Monday, his boss came in to his office. He told my dad that he isn't a "right fit" anymore. My dad quit. After almost 20 years (a few months short).

Then my dad was unemployed for about a month. Then he got a job at Job Corps (like high school. you can get GEDs there). He worked there about a year. He liked working there, but he made a lot less money. Which really sucked. 'Cause we had to spend a lot on swim team.

(I made a chart for it. And that's just me. double for my sister.) *disclaimer* that's for everything we did. not just one year

So less money sucked. Then December of 2008, he got a job offer. A big promotion. Making twice as much as he was at that Job Corps. Unfortunately, there were only 3 places with the opening. Oregon, Texas, and Minnesota. We live in Iowa. So no matter which one he picked, we would have to move. He asked us which one we wanted. They each had pros and cons.

Oregon
 +near the ocean. I've never been to the ocean.
 -halfway across the country
Texas
 +I have a guy friend in Texas. Who I don't get to see often.
 +there is an OAFC group there. Mine has died :(
 -halfway across the country, but at least the same time zone
 -aren't there hurricanes there?
Minnesota
 +my dad's brother lives there. In the town the job was in.
 +there is an OAFC group there
 -uh, there weren't really many negatives...but it's still a move...

My dad ended up picking Minnesota. He's been living with his brother since December 2008. Six hour commute every weekend for almost two years.

We've been trying to get moved up there for the whole time. Our house wont sell though. :( So we've been stuck like this for quite awhile...

Now I don't know if I want to still move. I want my family to get back together. And I'll probably be going to Minnesota for college, and state residents get cheaper tuition. But, this is my senior year. I have been going to the same school for my entire life. I don't know if I want to go to a new school for my last year of high school...

So this turned out longer than expected...and I even left out a part I wanted to add. It will be in my next post.

And now you have seen a little intimate piece of my life that I have never told anyone about. (at least not the whole story) You should feel special.

Hoping it turns out for the best,

Amarantha93

Random Note: I love the Newsboys. :)