Man, if I had my debit card in my pocket right now, my pocket would be on fire! I have used it this weekend to buy new tops from Aéropastale and Hollister, an anniversary gift for my wonderful sister and her hubbie (nope, not telling!), earrings from JCPenney’s, new slacks and a blouse from Target, countless bottles of Dr. Pepper from work to drink while at work (Dr. Pepper, you’re the only thing that gets me through some times!) and last night….I went to Bealls and bought new sneakers that should be here today or tomorrow (darn my big feet….heh). Phew, I’d like to cry just thinking about all those things and my money! I still have jean-envy, and wished that I had picked up those pinstripped jeans from Aéropastale on Sunday (they were on sale!) but alas, I didn’t.

Speaking of Dr. Pepper, I won! Of all the bottles of soda that I buy that say You could be a winner!….it’s never me. I never win! So, the other night as I twirled off the cap of the soda and looked at it – faint little letters on the bottom spelled out “uwin” mixed in the code. I practically jumped up and down and hugged people (okay, so I didn’t hug people, maybe just thought about it….) I went home and eagerly typed into the box online my code and big bold letters seemed to shout “You win, You win!” I scroll down………..yeah. I won alright. I won an Indiana Jones screensaver (pardon me, while I gather my composure). Just what I always wanted, a screensaver! a wonderful screensaver of a movie I’d never go see! Yay! (you do realize that I’m being sarcastic, right?)

So, today I called the other College, and in my best bubbly adult-please-help-me-before-I-explode voice, I tell the lady on the other end of the line my dilema. She tsk-tsks in that “I could care less” kind of manner, then tells me that I have to call the main campus. “Did you pay the fee?” she asked me. Fee?! There is a fee for my College to get my transcripts from the other College? omgwth?! If I had known that I would have driven over to Daytona today and used my already burning debit card and paid the fee and then shipped it off myself. How absurd! They have had my request for almost four weeks and not only did not bother to call me but they didn’t even shoot me a letter or email to tell me to pay up! I sat here and wasted four weeks waiting for these transcripts (that really kind of makes me wonder why I didn’t call earlier. I gave them the benefit of the doubt). I have nineteen days to get my transcript and in those nineteen days, I have to get my financial aid set up so that I can start school on the twenty-fifth. I feel like acting like a five year old and jumping up and down and stomping the floor and then doing a faceplant and having a tantrum.

Oh, so then I write on my message board that I’m a part of, (even though I am dogless), just an update on how I am. I posted some of my recent photography and the next day someone writes on there about how to leave the photography to the professionals, and it’s not a great business to be in and yadda, yadda, yadda. Okay, first beauty is in the eye of the beholder, don’t you agree? What I find interesting may not interest you – and just because I don’t have a Nikon D40x or a Digital Rebel XTi does not mean that I can’t shoot some good pictures. And who said that I wanted to be a professional? It’s a hobby; if people like my work and want a picture, then that’s their perogative and I’ll be happy to sign it and sell it – it’s my enjoyment. I never said that I wanted to be a Photographer – as a matter of fact, I was accepted to a Photography school in Tampa based on my portfolio alone a few years ago. But when they failed to proved me proof that I could earn what they were telling me, I decided that it just was not worth the effort. I just wish people could tell me to my face these things instead of writing about it for the whole world to see – and before you go all pointing fingers and “omg, that’s what you’re doing!” on me, I already messaged the person and told them.

And by the way Home Before Dark by Susan Wiggs is an awesome book; I’m currently reading it and it’s wonderful. And this is my new candleholder from Michaels.