Trial Update

I spoke with the state attorney handling my case last night. He gave me an overview of how things are going. The judge wasn't able to get to J yesterday so he goes in today for the calendar call. The SA said that the trial might be next week, but it depends on the defense attorney, apparently his kid is sick, something like that.

The defense has been asking about a plea, so we discussed it yesterday and I said my ideal plea would be 1 year + 1 day (that'd be prison), plus 2 years probation, drug and anger counseling. He told me that the defense plans on calling up the original deputy that responded because he said he didn't see anything wrong. Mind you, this deputy ended up under investigation because he didn't do his job that day - didn't even do the paperwork properly. Then he said that the deputy is currently on sick leave so he might not even be at court. The other officers and detectives would be called up by prosecution and they would help my case. I also found out that the ATM surveillance was apparently malfunctioning that day, so there's no video of the robbery, just the receipt and my word against his. The pictures aren't too clear showing the bruises, so I'm in semi-panic mode right now. I told him that if they wanted to try to talk the plea down, I'll accept 6 months plus 3 years probation and counseling. I'd rather him get something than nothing. He did tell me that if he's found guilty his is facing a very long time in prison.

I'm waiting for him to call me back and let me know when the date will be, and he said he'll call me a few hours before I need to appear so that I'm not sitting around for hours. They would need to do jury selection and everything first, and he doesn't even know if I'd be called to testify the first day. I really hope that J accepts the first plea bargain, but if he doesn't, I'll have no problem testifying against him.

Moving Out?

I've been in talks with my cousin and his fiance to get a place together. I received a call last night that they found a townhouse and they'd like me to look at it, so everything might fall into place. So I'm all excited and I send out texts to my friends about it, and C replies asking who I'm moving in with, and then he's like, "u should move in with me". Um.... what? I've been waiting months for him to show some sign that he wants to get serious, and then when I have plans to move in with someone else he offers this? What, will he wait until I'm engaged to say I should marry him? My reply, "um... I'm gonna go take my final now."

The thing is, I don't think I'll be able to afford the place because I found out that instead of splitting it 3 ways like I logically thought, they're talking about 50/50, which doesn't seem fair to me. I can't afford $700 a month; if I could I'd be on my own already. So if this happens to fall through, I wonder if I can take C up on his offer, if only to call his bluff.

The Challenge

As I was drinking my Caramel Brulee Latte and staring down the peppermint brownie I got from Starbucks, I was hit with the sudden realization that the wedding is only 2 months away! Holy crap, right? I was fitted for my bridesmaid dress months ago, and I'll get it next week, but I've put on a little weight since then. So my challenge now is to lose that excess weight before the wedding. So, 15 lbs in 2 months - can I do it? Hell, I've done it before.

It should be easy since classes end next week and I'll have the time to start working out - the first few weeks are always the hardest, after that I crave it since I get such an intense high from it. My classes next semester are every other day, so that'll work out perfectly for my working out.

Certain people think that I look better with a little meat on my bones, but I liked my flat tummy, and now I have a gut; it doesn't make me happy. Let me put it this way - I've gone from a size 3 to a size 7 in the past year. Now, I'm not wanting to get back down to a 3 because my coworker started calling me her little ethiopian, but I'd like to get back down to a 5.

So here's the plan. I gotta cut out the carbonated beverages, coffee, and energy drinks (I'l start after finals are over), and that will help me lose some weight, since the sugar from that collects around your midsection. I also gotta stop with all the alcohol, since I'm almost positive that the Yuengling has a lot to do with the mini beer belly I've got goin on. Then I can start going for runs and get some cardio going. C said I should run a half marathon with him in January, don't think that'll happen (at my best I can barely run a 5k, let alone 13 miles!). Maybe in 2011. Then I can get back on my 30 day challenge with the Wii Fit, which totally kicks my butt as well. I'm fairly certain if I stick to that, that I can be down 10-15lbs by the wedding. I'll keep ya posted. :)

All About The Finals...

This week will be the most stressful week of the semester. I have my finals. A test tonight, Thursday, Saturday, and Monday. I also have my research project due on Tuesday. I'm trying to figure out how to handle everything. For my test tonight I'm allowed to bring a half page study guide, but I didn't bring one last time and ended up with 101% (extra credit). My test on Thursday I know will be difficult, and I have to do well on it if I want a B (I have to Ace it if I want an A). Same goes for my other two tests. I need to do well (B or higher) to get a good grade (an A). I'm hoping that the extra credit I did for my criminology class is good, because that could give me 5% points added on to my final grade - that'll bring me up a whole letter.

So I guess I'll spend the week studying, and then this weekend I'll work on my research project. Most of the work is already done, I just need to write out the results and stuff like that. It'll end up being 30+ pages and it worth 30% of the final grade, so I don't want to fake it.

C already told me that he wants to see my grades when they are turned in. He's really pushing me to do well, although the punishment for not doing well doesn't work too much. If I get a C or less then he'd bend me over the counter and have his way with me. Um... wouldn't that make me want to do poorly? :)

Anyway, regardless of what he says or does, I know I need to do well. Can't get into med school with bad grades.