oh RODNEY!
Things are going beautifully, as usual. I love going home every weekend. I think I would go completely insane if I had to stay here all weekend, every weekend. There's nothing to do...in this huge city. Blah. I was telling my mom today that I'm pretty much over this whole being away at college thing. I'd rather stay at home or get my own little apartment somewhere and take classes at a community college or something. I'm sick of dorms, I'm sick of the "college life". I never thought that I would say that, ha, but seriously. I feel like I'm too old for it all (even though I'm not even 21 yet). I don't know. I don't KNOW!
I met Chris's entire family yesterday. It was his mom's 50th birthday party and for some reason I was invited. I was the only person there NOT part of the family. And it was funny how everyone knew who I was before I even met them..."Hi Jen! I'm Chris's Aunt Inga!" WHAT? I guess word travels fast in that family. But anyway, his mom is the sweetest thing in the world, his whole family is. They're all so great, and they really care about each other. I don't mean in that mushy, huggy way, but you know, in the "I've got your back no matter what" kind of way. It's really nice. Refreshing really. It's weird to come from one house where there are 3 last names, to a whole family who have never even seen a divorce. I love it, woo!
Something SKETCHY was going on today on the T. There was this girl, probably around my age, and she had this guy with her who was probably, I don't know, 60ish. The whole time he was telling her how hot she is and how he wants to be with her forever and all this crap, and she looked SO pissed off and uncomfortable. He was like "what do you think about THAT? What do you THINK?" and it was scary. She was like "yeah, yeah ok" and she looked so stressed out. I wanted to punch the guy in the face and tell him to pick on someone his own damn age. Seriously, I HATE old men. The gross ones anyway. Ew.
The flowers that Chris gave me last weekend are pretty much dead, but I don't want to throw them away! I'd feel too bad about it. AW. CRY A FUCKING RIVER JEN. I'll shut up, promise.
I met Chris's entire family yesterday. It was his mom's 50th birthday party and for some reason I was invited. I was the only person there NOT part of the family. And it was funny how everyone knew who I was before I even met them..."Hi Jen! I'm Chris's Aunt Inga!" WHAT? I guess word travels fast in that family. But anyway, his mom is the sweetest thing in the world, his whole family is. They're all so great, and they really care about each other. I don't mean in that mushy, huggy way, but you know, in the "I've got your back no matter what" kind of way. It's really nice. Refreshing really. It's weird to come from one house where there are 3 last names, to a whole family who have never even seen a divorce. I love it, woo!
Something SKETCHY was going on today on the T. There was this girl, probably around my age, and she had this guy with her who was probably, I don't know, 60ish. The whole time he was telling her how hot she is and how he wants to be with her forever and all this crap, and she looked SO pissed off and uncomfortable. He was like "what do you think about THAT? What do you THINK?" and it was scary. She was like "yeah, yeah ok" and she looked so stressed out. I wanted to punch the guy in the face and tell him to pick on someone his own damn age. Seriously, I HATE old men. The gross ones anyway. Ew.
The flowers that Chris gave me last weekend are pretty much dead, but I don't want to throw them away! I'd feel too bad about it. AW. CRY A FUCKING RIVER JEN. I'll shut up, promise.