I wear my sunglasses at night so that I can....

Well, that title really has nothing to do with my post, they are just funny lyrics to a good old song (80s I believe)...It has been a LONG time since I blogged, mostly because I forgot my user name and password and had to get my roomie to email it to me, then I was apparently trying to log into the wrong address so it has been difficult...really though, I am quite intelligent normally :-P Anyways, I am in the great state of *clap clap* Illinois (doesn't work quite as well with IL as it does with Texas) and life is pretty uneventful...I finished Organic Chem FINALLY! I think I did pretty well, but grades won't be posted for a week. I now am working full time, 50 hours a week and the time and a half is NICE after I hit the 40 hour mark. I am saving up to pay my parents back for some schooling and then buy a laptop hopefully, and save money for next year when I hopefully go to Ireland :) Pretty much that is it, nothing exciting even in the big city-I pretty much work, eat, sleep, and start all over again the next day. I miss my friends, sort of-although I am so busy it is hard to be lonely when you are never sitting down and thinking. But, after moving a few times in my life, I have discovered that when you move, people don't miss you-not really. They say they do, and you say the same, but honestly aside from the few close friends who really understand you and make an effort to keep in touch and see you when you are in town or when they are in your neck of the woods, you just go on with your life with this polite friendship that really is just an acquaintance really. Moving, I have discovered, gives a pretty good feel of how important you are to someone else, and how important they are to you in return--calling, having them call, visiting, etc. Its funny how people you would consider really good friends end up not keeping in touch, and then others that you wouldn't have considered maybe as good a friend when you left, make the effort and you become really good friends, and then there are the wonderful few who were good friends when you left, and remain such. In the end, while moving is hard-you do keep in touch with the people it is important to do so with, really...and those friendships live on despite distance, and it is a beautiful thing. I love my friends..and these are really just musings on life in general, not directed at any particular person...anyways, that is enough rambling, I don't think anyone ever reads this anymore--Kels probably even gave up it has been so long. I'll try better from now on, now that I know how to access it. Hope that anyone who reads this is doing well and having a nice weekend.