Since I've been home, I've seen a lot of friends and family and it's been fantastic! Nothing out of the ordinary has happened since I've been home, but some memories have been brought up lately that I'd like to share and also I'll be able to come back here and read them in a few years :)
In the beginning of my junior year of high school, I got my first job at Jones Veterinary Hospital. I took a break during the summer and my senior year to focus on school, and began to work there again this past summer. I really enjoyed working there...especially because of the other workers! We became pretty good friends and I really liked going to work because something interesting always happened and they were so much fun! One of my duties throughout the day was cleaning out the kennels either when dogs used the bathroom or just when they went home. The water hose in the back never turns off, but it only sprays water when you mash the handle so I easily forgot that the off switch didn't work. One of the workers needed me up front so I layed the water hose apparently a funny way and went to the front. Somehow a few minutes later I heard something that sounded like water being sprayed onto something. My eyes got really big and I sprung through the back door to the kennels and saw that the water hose had fallen off of the hook and onto the floor, and through all of that the lever on the handle was caught and the water hose was at full blast- spraying water on the CEILING. The ceiling is super tall just to let y'all know. I finally was able to shut off the water hose and all of the dogs around it were soaked. The ceiling tile was indented and soaked from the water... and apparently after all of this time they haven't replaced it :) hahaha. I have no idea how long the water hose was spraying. I was reminded of this memory by my friend that I worked with, Jessica, whenever she wrote on my wall about it. Thanks for the laugh :)
I don't really know why I have this memory on my mind but it just keeps popping up! It's funny for me to look back to the few weeks before I moved off to Auburn- those were truly awful. It seemed like the world was about to end and I would never see friends or family again (don't worry, it just seemed like that at the moment but I promise I saw all of them again!!) . But seriously, we were an emotional wreck. I remember I was getting something to eat in the kitchen and dad walks in and says, "Devin, you know your mom is taking it really rough that you're moving away" Dang dad why'd you have to remind me?!? haha. So I get my soup and sit down on a bar stool and can't help but to sit there and cry. Then mom comes in and starts crying too. Just picture it- Mom and I haven't even said a word about moving at that moment but we knew why we were crying. haha! Gosh here's an even worse story- It was the Sunday before I moved away. My family and I drove to church together and on the way back I was in a super sour mood because all I could think about was moving away on Friday. We were talking about college and my dad starts talking about the freshman 15. One of my biggest fears is gaining the freshman 15, for real. I don't like to talk about gaining weight- and I'm sure not many other girls like to talk about it either. So my brother Andrew starts talking about how I'm going to gain allllll of this weight when I go to college and how I'm going to be fat. He was just joking, but at that point in time I took it seriously. That week I was super emotional if you know what I mean, so I did one thing I've never done before- slap him as hard as I could across the face. I'm so sorry Andrew :( (He's truly the one that sees my worst side) He picked up his hand and acted like he was going to slap me back, but I think he could see the hurt in my eyes. So instead of slapping me, he starts fussing to mom and dad. Dad was cracking up laughing and mom was too. Boy was Andrew getting frustrated. But little did they know, I was in the back of the car trying to hold myself together. I had my face covered, and while they were laughing they started to ask me questions to lighten the mood. I don't like to talk when I'm upset. Whenever dad's driving and I sit behind him I always look in the rear view mirror and dad looks right back at me- I always give him weird looks and he laughs. This time whenever I looked up into the mirror, teary red eyes were staring straight back at me. By this time, the only person in the car not crying is Andrew lol. This was probably one of the strangest moments I've ever had- because 1. If this was a normal situation, I would have been scolded for slapping and 2. I rarely ever see my parents cry. If you don't really know me, right now you're probably thinking that I'm a cry baby that gets upset about everything. But that just isn't like me. My whole family is generally very emotionally stable, promise! haha. The thing is that my getting upset wasn't about gaining weight, it was more about talking about moving away. It's so funny to me to see how far we've come from this. The first 2 times I came home during the semester, I had to fight back tears whenever I left. Not because I was sad to go back to Auburn, but just because I had to leave my family. Now things are better because you begin to realize that you'll be back again and they'll be waiting for you. For you high school seniors out there, moving out is tough, but it gets a whole lot better :)
Father/Daughter Dance- 5th Grade
So now that I've shared a few stories, it's time for me to start packing! I'll be leaving tomorrow to spend the night in Auburn and leave Thursday morning with the band to Atlanta for the Chick-fil-a bowl. WAR EAGLE, HEY! :)
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