Him: OMFG ufo

Me: WHHHHHHHHAAAT???

Grasshoper on Orchid

i think what am i NOT avoiding is more the question! Ha ha. Let me tell you the story of my life....

ok well i guess i WAS avoiding a lot of things...now i am doing better. Earlier this summer my goal was to get a new job ASAP and it took me the whole summer to actually do it, not because it was hard [although it is def. not easy] and not because i had no options, and not because i couldn't find a listing, and not because i was handicapped...basically i had NO reason to be avoiding it like the plague. However, i am now glad i did because i found SUCH great and rewarding job. Oh my goodness...how awesome is my job? like i cant believe it awesome. its is HARD work, but rewarding? Oh yes. i have benefits [unheard off in my last company] i have people who make it feel welcoming and wonderful every day i go to work, i have my bearings to finally go into law...i feel as if waiting, was just the right thing to do.

and a few days ago [before i got this job, before i applied for the interview, before when i hated my life...] i was leaving my last job, i got into my car and there was this grasshopper on my windshield....i had NO idea he was there until i was already on the road, so i drove as carefully as i could and the whole time he was just there looking at me not moving...so i thought he was dead, but then he moved and held on the WHOLE time i drove home. When i did get home he simply got off my windshield and went on the hood of my car while i got out of the car and i went to go get it to keep it as a pet and he just flew away. Next thing i know i am getting ALL kinds of good luck. i found this job, i felt great, i was exercising, i was all kinds of happy. The last time that i ever saw a grasshopper was back in the place i used to live, one time i had to go get an operation and while being driven to the hospital my mom noticed a grasshopper on the ball of the antenna of the car, and she thought he'd just jump off when we started the car, but no..he stayed till we got to the hospital, THEN he jumped off and my mom caught it. My operation lasted a mere 20 mins, it went SO smoothly and the expected recovery time was a week, and i recovered almost immediately. My grasshopper by my side. Then one fine day i let him go during the spring time. Then next spring my brother found a grasshopper exactly the same as the one i had, so we kept it and it died. Then this year, when i saw the one on the windshield i was just freaked out. He wasn't green like the others, he was brown so before he left my car, i made sure to apologize for the last one that died JUST IN CASE they were like cousins or something. He left and just the other day i see tiny little grasshoppers frolicking in the grass. Today i was in the pool with my bf [who happens to have fake proposed to me ....a diff story] and one of the babies went into the water and i rushed my bf to the place he was at and told him to take the hopper out [i don't like touching them....no offense its just the sudden movements they make] and we were able to save the grasshopper....

so my mom sent me this email saying the meanign of these creatures in one's life...and it just FITS....some even see it as the reincarnation of a loved one...i mean i still believe everything happens for a reason, but if it is in fact the reincarnation of someone..well...i thank you for always being there at JUST the exact moment :)

There was a white blindness all around me; the kind that you see in those big rooms with the padded walls. This unnaturally bleached white, stared back, right as I winced open my eyes. My eyes being the only light colored in the family shut back right up when the unnatural white shot in.
Where am I?
I thought. Last thing I knew, wait. There is no last thing I knew. I panicked.
Where am I?
I scanned the whiteness; there was a metal bed which I was laying on and some itchy uncomfortable sheets which had clothed me, a small might-as-well-not-be-there pillow was to the side. All impeccably white, impeccably clean. I had absolutely no knowledge of where I was or where I came from or how I got here, but I was comforted by the fact that there were four walls, a door and a ceiling. At least I could leave.
I got up, but fell down almost immediately. My body was now on the cold marbled floor. Even the floor was white, had anyone every walked in before?
My falling must’ve created quite a bit of noise because next thing I know I hear some keys and the door opens. I caught a glimpse of the other side of the door, it was painted a light summery green, it went great with the bleached white in my opinion.
A female came through the door. She had bright red hair, I remember because it was the only thing [aside from my blue eyes and her green ones] that wasn’t white in the room. Her fitted dress was white with pockets that seemed to never have suffered from an ink spill although she kept pens in there, [she used one to fill out some notes on a piece of paper]. He stockings were also white, as well as her keds that seemed to be covered by white plastic. I recall a swish-swish noise of mumbled shuffled movements. I also vaguely recall her speaking.
“How are you feeling?”
I believe she said, right after helping me up and onto my now cold iron makeshift bed. I don’t know if I mumbled something, I just felt the bed and felt the cold the empty white room brought , making me just close my eyes and fade into a dark abyss accompanied by another vast room of nothing.