13 Days...

To many, the number "13" is unlucky. I, however, do not believe this is true! This number is wonderful... and come on! Just because this number is skipped in floor numbers, airplane rows, and more doesn't mean that there isn't a 13th row - it's just the 14th row labeled incorrectly ... Anyway! - I do have a reason for talking about the number 13.

Today, Sunday, means there are only 13 days until I move away!!! It's not that I want to move away - but it's going to be so nice to finally be down in Memphis. It's been a long month (as January always is) and I'm ready for it to be over! The number 13 is also significant in my relationship with Dustin - this is the date of the day he told me he wanted to only see me! :) It was April 13th, 2003. And here we are now, in 2008, and I have only 13 days until I live with Dustin - 13 days until I live with the only person I want to spend my time with! (I'm entering cheesy territory now, and I promise it's going to end... NOW! heehee)

Yesterday I went shopping for my new job and such and walked away with a nice new assortment of clothing! I have 15 new tops (that I said I didn't need before - but they were on sale and I didn't buy them --- thanks Mom and Dad for the going away present! Now I'm just waiting on the TV and entertainment center ....)! I also bought some new pants from Victorias Secret. I have been needing my own dress pants for some time and they just happen to sell a 30" inseam (unlike every other place I love to shop). If you know of a place - please share, because as much as I do love VS, they are semi-pricey!

I then came home to work on those summer lesson plans some more - I will really need to get crackin' on that if I want to make some extra dough before I leave. I'm going to need it - because a week or two without pay is going to make bill paying tough in February. Life, however, has a "funny" way of working out - so I'm not going to dwell on this. I will just stay positive and keep working hard! With THIRTEEN days left, there is plenty of time for it all to work out.

Tonight - we started watching a movie: "Amityville Horror." I have this thing where I haven't seen most horror/thriller movies. I like to watch them and I love being a little creeped out - but now it's 2:11am and I'm still up. It's not that it was a particularly frightening movie - but sometimes I have a hard time getting images out of my head (like the little girl with the bullet hole in her head... eek!). ANECDOTE!

Four summers ago - in 2003 - I lived in an apartment that my R.A. (Sarah) rented. She was gone for the summer - so I took over for a few months. One night - I couldn't sleep so I turned on the tele and started flipping through channels. I don't even remember which movie was on, but it was a horror movie. I started to watch and became instantly scared (I was home alone and Dustin was in Peoria!)! I turned off the tv and went to my room to go to bed... easier said than done! IT (Heather, I now apologize for all those times I tortured you with his image) would not leave my brain! (This was not the movie, but there was some image association or something going on in my brain!) I definitely could not sleep - for every time I closed my eyes, I saw IT. I'm not even scared of clowns - but at 3 or 4 in the morning, I called Dustin hoping he would answer. Like the good guy he tends to be, he answered. Luckily he was able to reassure me that IT was not in the mirror across from my bed and that I really would be okay...

Heather - do you remember that time we went driving down by Litchfield? And we scared ourselves into leaving the bridge with all the graffiti? Mostly, I scared you by continuing to say how scary it would be if IT came... yeah, sorry!!!

ANOTHER SCARY MOVIE ANECDOTE:

One Halloweens ago - 2006 - I rented as many classic Halloween thrillers as I could. I had never seen many of the classics, including Nightmare on Elm Street. My roommates were floored by this and agreed to watch a ton with me. Well -classic roommate style! They were tired or had homework (I had done this to them before too... it's cool). So, instead of turning off the movie - I watched it ... ALONE. It did it's job and had me feeling all goose-bumpy (inside and OUT!). A couple of the 'mates were still up - and as I was sitting in my room they started singing the creepy little song:

One, two, Freddy's coming for you.

Three, four, better lock your door.

Five, six, grab your crucifix.

Seven, eight, better stay awake.

Nine, ten, never sleep again.

Needless to say - I now own a pink 4gb Nano because instead of sleeping that night, I did a little shopping! (Oh, and at 4am, I noticed Dustin was on AIM - so I tried to talk to him. He answered and like a good guy --- once again --- he came and picked me up. I felt much better.) Now however, he's all the way in Nashville (visiting his mom, dad, and Brenda) and I can't have him come save me from the stupid little kids from Amityville Horror!