Et vera incessu patuit Dea

My mind is going eighteen different ways! I am moving to Florida in the start of August. and I have mass amounts of things to do!! I have to go to sign that stupid paper and pay off that ticket. I am going to tell Krisi tonight that I am leaving and hopefully not just quit because I have to work Friday the 4th All day the  5th (even when I asked for it off) and all day the 6th. I also have to figure out how to sell my car. And pray to god that Brendal is in fact coming with me. I asked him last night and he didn't answer. He and I have been talking about getting our own place for a while now and he has been a little reluctant but he didn't seem apposed to Florida. Then again he didn't seem excited. I couldn't sleep at all last night and today was suppose to be my first day of summer school but I didn't fall asleep until four so I couldn't wake up. I was so scared all night I had nightmares about me leaving and finding out he passed away in an accident (the way that Rand passed away) I keep asking myself what am I doing but I know it is all for my own good!!!

Okay I like many of you have a few nicknames: 'Nell is the first I have had it since well, I had a baby cousin that couldn't say my name which is Donelle.  It became something my close family members called me until I had a bestfriend that pretty much lived at my house who picked it up and spread it to my other friends who thought it was adorable. I didn't so much at the time I thought the nickname was baby-ish but after like three years I got over it. It is a nickname and I can't out run it.

The second is Kitten I can't really tell you the story behind that one it is a little rated "R" ::wink wink:: but a boyfriend told a friend who started teasing me with the nickname and I tend to remind people of a kitten for whatever reason so I deal.

The last is Pancake. This is by far the most intresting. The guy I am currently with and I started dating at the same time as another couple that lived with us he and I were freaked out when only a few weeks into the relationship the other couple where saying "I love you" and calling each other "baby" and "honey" so he being the smart ass he is wanted to come up with a pet name that meant something to the both of us. So he decided since the first time he ever made me something to eat (which was pancakes) that would be my name. I felt horrblw at the time because I hate pancakes but I ate them anyway. Now he knows but it doesn't stop him from calling me his little pancake anytime I am upset with him.