Post Grad

Hi, So life has been.

I'm sick of schooling and so ready to move on and get a job and move. I'm done staying up late and doing homework and getting my ass kicked by the electrical engineering department at the University of Michigan. It makes me feel useless...

Tony asked me to marry him on November 1st 2008. It was sweet, we were in Borders after a whole day of him dragging me everywhere and then he just asked me there. It was super sweet and I'm SOOOO happy and excited for getting married and pretty much just spending the rest of my life with him. Honestly. He's perfect and I have known since 8th grade that the was going to be the boy that I will marry :-)

So right now I'm in sweet old Swartz Creek for Thanksgiving with the Fam and stuff. Last night Tony and I went out with Becca, Mal, Cade and some other people to the Loft in Flint. It was shaddy but where in Flint isn't shaddy. haha. So it was whatever. Sorta fun. Just as I was feeling good and happy and thinking "this place is alright" someone walks in.... Martin Wenn. I haven't seen him since McDonalds back in my Senior Year of High School. I really almost puked. Honestly I can't even explain to you how I felt. I was sorta excited but more mortified that our paths had crossed again. Last I knew he was in some other state working for the Carnival. (or in Jail). And there he was... standing in the doorway look at me. I don't think he really made eye contact with me because he said nothing and walked away. I went and found Tony and let him know he was there. Martin was standing behind me at this time ordering a drink. I heard his voice again... it was so weird I can't even explain it to you.

Martin was a defining point in my life. I felt like I grew up really fast when I met him. He was the real deal. Real life bad boy. Never in my life had I met someone who was like him. Bad and didn't care. And he was in love with me. It was very flattering and I wanted to make sure that I hooked him in for a while so that I could come to work everyday and be flattered. It was really a bad idea on my part because he soon became very stalkerish and weird. And then I left for college and figured I would never see him again.

I really had forgotten about him until last night happened. He walked in that room and high school flooded back to me. I felt young and weird. Very strange. I almost puked. I'm so glad he didn't notice me. I don't need that in my life. I don't know how I would have even reacted to him had he said something to me. I probably would have been an idiot. I'm so lame. But who cares how i would have acted in front of him. Honestly he's a low life loser. He looked SOOOO bad. It was weird because I'm sure he looked the same when I had a crush on him.. i'm sure he was the same person then as he is now, but... he looked SOOO horrible.

I guess it just made me realize a lot. I'm a whole different class as him. I'm above him... as bad as that sounds. I really am. I go to a very good engineering school, I'm pretty smart, I have a good future, I am engaged and very content with my "good girl" life. And then there's Martin, he has a very lengthly criminal record, he does drugs(I'm guessing), he looks like hell, and has no future a head of him and probably a nice set of STD's. Yet for some reason... there we were both in that club room that same night. Who would have thought.

I just feel so weird and old and very very excited about MY life and MY future. I guess I needed that. It made me want school and want to be better. It made me realize that my future is bright if I just keep pushing through this last year. Just a bit longer and I will be an electrical engineer. I will be the wife of Anthony William Simpson and I will be successful.

I needed that.