Thursday Threesome:

Onesome- State: What state (or territory) do you live in? Have you lived in any other(s)? Where would you like to live? And as a bonus: Any idea what year your state became a state? <g>

I have lived here most of my life. From 1981-1989, I lived in Augusta, GA. Since December 1993, I have lived in Savannah. At the moment, I am looking into moving to the Atlanta area. And Georgia was the 4^th state to ratify the Constitution in 1788.

Twosome- Fair: Or amusement parks: Did you enjoy them as a kid? What was your favorite ride? How do you feel about them now? Ready to go wander around one again, sampling funnel cakes and corn dogs and riding rides until you're sick? ...or would you rather just enjoy the entertainment or stay home and avoid the crowds? I just went to Six flags over Georgia about 6 months ago. Wow. I can't believe it's been almost 6 months ago. That seems like a lifetime and a different Shawn ago. I would love to go back, again. I just can't do rides that spin around super fast. Those will make me sick. Other than that, I like to give them a whirl. It one of the few things I may be afraid of trying, but I try anyways.

Threesome- And Rodeo: Have you ever been to or watched a rodeo on TV? Did you enjoy it or consider it a barbaric spectacle? If you liked it, what was your favorite event? Ever tempted to race barrels or ride a bull yourself?

Never been to a rodeo. This is as close as I have gotten:

[♪ Listening to: "If She Would Have Been Faithful" - Chicago]

Searching for Hope
Moblogged by peachy92.

Today, I helped Joey run an errand during his lunch hour. I don't mind helping him, but today's just been a bad day for me. My current problem is a hormonal problem that has just farked up my emotions. He could sense it. He started the never ending cycle we have going on. I'm depressed. He tries to cheer me up and tells me I'm smart and I can do anything if I stop being afraid. I try to tell him it's not that easy for me. He continues to try to get me out of my funk. I turn the advice back onto him. I start having tears swell up at the corner of my eyes. I know he means well and he just wants the best for me, wants me to succeed where he may have failed in his past, but when we do this stuff, it hurts. There are parts of me and fears I have that I can't tell him nor anyone else that cares for me. I have a hard time verbalizing these feelings to myself.

After the errand run and lunch, he took me back to Armstrong. This week, they have some sort of non-denominational prayer tent. He went to it yesterday and felt it did him some good. He felt I needed the same. The minister that was handing it when we appeared just happens to be the roommate of one of our classmates. He told me about the ex-classmate. He just spoke to Joey at first. I waited until Joey left before I spoke. Sometimes, it's just easier to speak to a stranger about stuff than it is with friends and family. So, I told the minister my problems. I think it did me some good, but at the same time, I still feel I'm in the same spot. I am uncertain about the future and scared about it. I have no control over my feelings, except to hold them in. I have no control of my future. I have no control and that's scaring me. I am scared. And everyone says leave it to God's hands. God knows what He's doing and has a plan and purpose for everyone. Well, it's scary to know I don't know what it is. I just want a little control so I won't be so scared.

Since I left Armstrong this afternoon, I have been listing to "When You're Gone" non-stop. The song is about a self-desctructive person wondering about who's going to care for him when his current lover, that he feels deserves better than to be around him, leaves. Right now, I'm just identifying with it too much. I see myself as a self-destructing person. And after my friends leave me and my family can no longer be by my side, I just wonder who's going to love me. That seems to be my biggest fear.

[♪ Listening to: "When You're Gone" - Richard Marx]

My Atlanta Braves lost their Opening Day game last night. However, it was a good game and a good fight. The Washington Nationals just played better and took advantage of the opportunities better than the Braves. They also have a beautiful ballpark from what I saw on TV. The President threw out the first pitch. They spoke to him in the booth later in the night. I like that except for the Mitchell Report, they kept politics out of baseball game. The Mitchell Report was relevant to baseball since it dealt with baseball and steroids. And I like that Bush is able to make fun of himself. I know many people can't stand him, but every time I've seen him being interviewed on TV, he's not afraid to crack a joke at his expense.

I ended up watching the game with Joey and his uncle. During the night, Jon Miller kept stating about this and that being the first ever in the new ballpark. We ended up keeping a running joke about the firsts in the new ballpark. We kept making the list more and more absurd. Did you know that the first batter to walk in the new ballpark was Yunel Escobar of the Atlanta Braves? Did you know that Ray King of the Washington Nationals was the first African-American pitcher to pitch in the new ballpark? Did you know that Brian McCann was the first opposing team catcher with the last name starting with Mc to catch in the new ballpark? These are just some of the trivia tidbits we thought of as the game progressed.

Joey and I have made plans to see the Savannah Sand Gnats' home opener against the Columbus Catfish. I have already ordered the tickets. That game will be on the 11^th. Last night, we started talking about seeing a New York Mets game in Atlanta in May after he graduates school. I love going to Turner Field to watch a game. One of the perks to moving to Atlanta would be being able to go to a game whenever I feel like it.

[♪ Listening to: "The Next Time I Fall" - Amy Grant and Peter Cetera]