Apr 23, 2005 23:05
This weekend is seeming really slow. It is probably a prediction for the week to come. It is Springfest, which should be fun, but I just know it will drag. Paul is supposed to come on Saturday. I am gonna be at the concert from 8 in the morning to 4 in the afternoon. I think the concert ends at 4, so I will probably be there later for clean up and such. His train will get into Bridgewater at like 6:30ish I think. I will just have to leave for around that time. I don't want to ditch out on work but I also want to see my boyfriend. I miss him a lot. We probably won't do anything exciting when he is here. I won't have a lot of money and I don't want him spending all his money on me. Sometimes it seems pointless for him to come out here. He gets to Bridgewater in the early evening, but he has to leave like late afternoon on Sunday. It isn't a full 24 hours. Don't get me wrong I rather see him for 2 minutes then nothing at all but it seems like a waste. Gosh, I talk about how I hate negativity but I am so grumpy sometimes. I should think before I write things. Think how they apply to me as well and how they might effect others.
Casino Night was fun. There was a good turn out and Parker House and Theory was great. They echoed because it was in the gym, but what can you do? They are all really cool guys too, full of energy. Allison actually went to see them again tonight, all the way up in Maine!
3 more weeks of school. I am excited and yet kinda hesitant for summer. I know it will be fun but it will be weird being home for that long. I just feel like I am going to be intruding on the lives that are going on there. Like my life goes on here during the school year and I am not involved with what is at home. So I feel that when I get home for the summer I am going to feel lost and not know how to involve myself with the lives of everyone who is still there. Does that make sense??? I guess I can't really articulate what I want to say. That happens a lot with me. Sometimes I feel like english is my second language because I can never find the right words to say, I put the wrong words in the wrong places, and I just don't know what some words mean. That is probably a really bad comparison.
I don't really want to go to sleep but I don't know what else to do. Paul said he was gonna try to call again tonight...I don't know if he will. I hate feeling this way a way I can't even describe.