Well I got my computer back last week and the thing won't stay on for more than five minutes, I was told something is wrong with the memory card and they would send me a knew one and talk me through how to change it on Friday, but it still hasn't come so I'm still stuck using my grandparent's computer. Luckily I've discovered that it's only in internet explorer that the keyboard doesn't seem to connect right and it seems to work okay as long as I'm typing stuff into a document. Which means I can write this and work on some of my stories.

So my big news, I've been accepted to college!! At first I was absolutely thrilled, now I'm bouncing back and forth between being thrill that I was accepted and panicking that I won't be able to get the financial aid to be able to go. It seems most of the scholarships and grants you can get either require you to be under 24 or a mother, so there's still no guarantee I'll be able to go, but God has worked things out for the best so far, so I'm trying to just trust that everything will work out.
If I do get to go I'll be taking archeology, at first I had been looking into some of the natural resource courses because I thought with archeology you had to go out and get funding and stuff and couldn't really make a living doing it, but when I said I loved history and being outdoors the lady at the college suggested archeology and said that archeologist's usually get $12 to $20 an hour. That was it, no need to think about it if I can make a decent living doing archeology that's what I'm taking. It's been my dream job since I was 14 and while turning the dirt to put in a garden I started finding lots of broken glass and dishes in our back yard. Eventually I had a hole in our back yard that was a good 5 feet deep and about 5 feet from side to side, had found all kinds of stuff from broken dishes to porcelain doll heads and ink jars. Turns out that back before they had trash pick up people would throw their trash down the out house, yes I spent most of a summer digging around in the bottom of an outhouse that at some point had been filled in with dirt. It's not like it stunk or anything or there was any sign of anything other than the glass stuff still being there and I loved it, it was like a treasure hunt and you never knew what you would find next. I would be quite happy to spend the rest of my life digging old stuff up and preserving it, so please pray that I can get the financial aid to be able to go to college.

As for the rest of my stay with my sisters, it was wonderful, my sisters and I get along so much better without the stress of having to take care of mom and mom is doing well too, she's lost 20 pounds and is able to walk over 100 feet with just a walker, when she left for the nursing home she could barely make it 10 feet with two people helping her, despite all the stress and worrying, now I can tell God knew what he was doing when all the houses we looked at to rent fell through, we're all better off now, mom is getting the help she needs, my sisters have jobs and are starting college tomorrow, and if things work out I'll be starting college this fall.
Okay back to my trip, I got to do a bunch of hiking, might have found a Bigfoot track, I'm not completely sure, it was at the side of a creek and had been pretty badly washed out by the rain we had had a few days before, I'll post pictures once I can get my computer working and get the pictures off of my sd card. Also might have seen Bigfoot, again not completely sure though, Dawn had to be to work at 5am so I walked with her which meant leaving around 4, there's a long stretch of bike trail between their apartment and where they work, it's got woods on one side and scattered woods and ponds on the other side, at one point we saw what looked the outline of someone standing on the trail ahead of us, but then Dawn turned on the flash light and the light didn't reach that far and by the time we got up there there was no sign of anything. The next time we were on the trail during the day we noticed that a tree branch that Dawn had noticed was sticking out beside the figure was a good seven feet up and the thing was taller than that. We saw it so briefly before she turned the flashlight on that I can't be sure it wasn't just a shadow or something, but I'd love to think it was Bigfoot and it's in the same mile of trail where Sarah thought she saw something large and dark standing back in the woods when she was riding her bike home the one day before I went down there.

I finally got to go for my camping trip the day before coming back to stay with my grandparents, the backpack I had gotten to carry my sleeping bag and stuff in broke the same day I bought it so I had to wait to get a new one and then it kept raining at night. I finally decided I didn't care if there was a chance of rain, I wasn't leaving without going camping. So I hiked out for about an hour or so, found a nice flat spot at the top of the tallest hill in the area and set up camp. I tried to start a fire, but because of the rain all of the wood I could find was damp, so I ended up cooking my dinner over burning leaves, but at least I was able to keep it going that long. While I was out there I saw some turkeys, although only for a second and when I tried to follow them they disappeared so I didn't get any pictures of them. When it got dark I tried doing some Bigfoot calls, I'm probably pretty horrible at it, but I did get a response, just not from what I was hoping for, but it was still cool. For about ten minutes I did Bigfoot calls and coyotes responded and I heard them a few more times during the night. I also heard at least two deferent types of owls that night too.
My sisters had said they would be scared to out camping over night, especially alone, but I felt perfectly safe and at peace out there, the forest is so big and I was a good distance away from the trail and at the top of hill so I would see and hear if anyone was coming, plus I had my pepper spray, two pocket knives, my survival knife and a hatchet. The only time I felt even a little nervous was when I thought I heard a person and that turned out to be the turkeys, otherwise I felt safer out there than I've ever felt staying home alone in a house with all the doors locked at night.
The only bad thing abut the camping trip was it started raining at 5am and started leaking through the tent, luckily my feet got wet first, because when I turned the flashlight on there was about quarter inch of water slowly moving towards my cameras that I had left out so I could get them easily if I heard anything. So I ended up packing up my stuff and heading for home a lot earlier than I had planned, but I couldn't just sit there in a flooding tent.
Now I just have to get some spray to water proof the tent, because that will be cheaper than returning the tent and then I want to get back down there and spend a few days out hiking and camping.

I've come to the point where I have to admit I'm giving up my dream of owning my great grandfather's farm, it breaks my heart, but I don't think I'd be content there long term, I need forests and it's mostly fields around the farm. I'm currently going through major forest withdrawal, I am just not the type of person who belongs in overly developed areas. The traffic is horrible and I've been having a hard time sleeping because I can hear the highway all night, the miles of fields that use to not seem too bad are just depressing now, I just keep looking out at them and thinking I want trees to go hike through and a couple of times have nearly been in tears because I miss the peace and quite of the forest so much. So I can't wait to get back down into the forests and hills, whether I can afford college or not I hope to head back down there soon, Everything was so different there, there was just life everywhere, the air was cleaner and even when walking through down town you could just sense the peace of the forest was nearby and see it in the hills surrounding the town.

Does anyone want to read another Bigfoot story? I'd been playing around with the idea of doing one set in Ohio, but didn't have any clear ideas for it, then while out on my camping trip it just started coming to me and I got a couple pages written and now have about 11 pages done so far, so as soon as I come up with a name for the main Bigfoot who is currently named needsaname, I can proof read and start posting it.


One other question, can anyone think of any of my stories that are kid appropriate? My 12 year old cousin wants to read some of my stories, she's the cool one who is into Transformers and Biker Mice and all, but I can't think of any of them that aren't too violent or mature for her, plus my aunt has really sheltered her. We were watching Harry and the Hendersons the other day and my aunt heard them swear once and asked what we were watching and sounded really concerned about it.

I'll try get around answering messages soon, right now I'm torn between doing that or working on my stories since I seem to be doing really well lately.