My name is Mindy, and I just so happen to be in my early twenties. Twenty-one to be exact. I call the Pacific Northwest my home [The Cherry City] - Salem, Oregon for the geographically challenged - not by choice, but circumstance.
I am what some may call a geek, with greater emphasis on the word ‘Geek’ rather than ‘nerd’. I believe there is a distinct difference between the two. While both may be considered knowledgeable, one may be considered a little more suave in natural settings. My interests lie in technology, the social intricacies of the net, and other non geeky things.
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I was depressed today. I don’t know why, but since I woke up I was just a little snappy at everyone. Even at Loren’s dad, I snapped a little when he was irritating me about reminding Loren for the fifth time about his interview tomorrow at eight. I don’t know why I was down all day. I just wasn’t myself. Even a few times I thought that I really just want to go live at my parent’s house. Loren’s parents try to control everyone’s life or at least Loren and I’s. They don’t support what he and I want. If they don’t want it then we get no help. We’d have all the help in the world from them if we wanted to live in Salem, go to the community college, and work here. However, because we want to live and work in the Portland area, we have no support. In fact we get less then support, we get pressure, stress, and negativity from them because of what we want to do with our lives. Their personal desires and agendas are keeping them from doing what they really should be doing. Supporting their son. I am tired of catering to their wants. Working against us is only going to give us more problems than anything. By helping Loren find a job in Salem, for example, while we are applying for jobs in Wilsonville and such they are actually making us spend more money in the long run on gas and car maintenance. Because we won’t turn down any job offer, it’s most likely that I’ll get a job in Wilsonville and he’ll get a job in Salem with his parents help. It’s stressful trying to find a job and apartment alone, but fighting against people so bent on forcing the opposite of what we want is impossible to deal with. My patience is running quite thin. Let’s hope we can get away before it brakes.