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Hey there, 2015!

I hope everyone had a fun and safe New Year’s Eve and New Year Day! :) I spent it how I normally do, with Andrew and friends and family. We made Frido Pizzas (essentially fried bread dough, with pizza toppings on top of that, and sauce last. SO GOOD.) and had toasted ravioli, little smokies, and of course Christmas cookies. I made a fruit pizza – which I wish I would have taken a picture of because it was so pretty and some chocolate covered strawberries, which weren’t so pretty but so delicious.

In other words, we stuffed ourselves happy. :)

New Year’s Day is also my mom’s birthday, so at midnight I wished her a happy birthday and gave her her birthday present. I usually get her a gift certificate to a local pizza place that she loves, and I also printed some of our engagement photos off and framed them for her.

I normally don’t make any resolutions on New Year’s and I suppose this year is no different. I always challenge myself to read 52 books in a year, which I track on Goodreads, so I plan on trying to get a head start on that before classes resume again. I read 50 in 2014, which I think is still commendable despite being two books shorts of my goal. Overall, a good year in reading! Here’s to another! :)

I’ve happily read three books, so far: The Perks of Being a Wallflower, The Young Elites, and The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight. I absolutely loved the first two, and the last was more of just an entertaining read. I would highly recommend the first two (and heck, the last one as well)!

I’m going back to school in about a week and a half so I’m trying to get as much wedding stuff done before then as I can. I’m a little overwhelmed at the moment for the amount I still need to do (and the small amount of time I have left to do it) and finances. I’ve added up everything I still need to pay for and that figure is very intimidating compared to how much I make at my small, part-time job. I had a good cry about it with my mom, who’s really good about telling me to suck it up because God’s gonna work everything out. But I do feel a bit better about it now, and I’m going to try to enjoy this time as much I can and as much as I should!! Expect a blog post later about it. :)

I am looking forward to a great 2015!!

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I called the police on my neighbors today.

The Cardinals are in the playoffs so I was watching the game on my laptop while I was folding laundry, trying to be productive when I have been so unmotivated lately to get off my butt and do anything. I suddenly heard an obnoxious amount of yelling and screaming outside and I thought, here we go again, my annoying neighbors are at it again. My neighbors always seem to be verbally fighting, and with the walls being so thin, I can hear almost every word. It’s not a surprising occurrence.

But then I heard someone yell, “Go get your shoes! They’re fightin’ in the street!”

That caught my attention. I looked out my window, which faces the street, and there are two guys just beating the crap out of each other in the middle of the road. I thought, whatever. Not my problem. I’m gonna try and ignore the drama outside and just watch my game and fold my laundry.

I continued to hear shouts about somebody’s baby daddy and someone’s husband and someone else’s girlfriend and it was like high school again, except with grown adults who don’t know how to act. I looked out the window and watched one of the guys go back to his car and was for, one moment, happy that maybe he’ll leave and it will be over. But he instead grabbed a pipe and started walking back towards everyone else.

That was the point when I started to get nervous. My neighbors were yelling to shut and lock the door and I was just imagining this guy breaking down the door and murdering everyone. I grabbed my phone and called my mom, explaining the situation to her. She told me to call the police.

So I did. I gave them my address as the situation outside escalated more, the shouting and brawling now inside of the apartment building, right outside my door. The dispatcher told me they would be sending a unit out. I stayed away from the door and just tried to wait it out. What was little old me going to do against the mob of people outside?

It became quite. Silence had never made me so anxious before. At least six of the people were piling into their SUV, including two children. That made me mad. How are you going to act not only so immature, but so dangerous around two kids under the age of eight? Do what you want to yourself, but take care of your kids.

By the time the police arrived, everything had settled down. I didn’t go outside and talk to them because my two neighbors were still out there. I didn’t want to create any conflict between them and me if they knew that I had called the police and were angry for it. But I didn’t feel safe. The situation was out of control and I want to contact my apartment management to make them aware of the situation but I’m not really sure if that’s the right thing to do.

Regardless, I’m staying the night at Andrew’s apartment tonight just to be safe. When people are so angry that they get a pipe to hurt someone, it wouldn’t surprise me if they came back later with something more dangerous. I want no part of it.

You can live on a nice, quiet, residential street, and still have absolute trash as neighbors and you can’t do crap about it.

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