Man, it's been a while...
It's been a long time since I've given my journal a proper update.
Nigel graduates very soon, in 2 weeks. I'm beyond excited but feeling slighty bad because I don't have an awesome gift or surprise for him. (Aside from my shopping spree at Frederick's of Hollywood and Victoria's Secret.) I know that's not going to be that important to him, but I'd like to surprise him for once in out relationship. I did make him a "Marines" cross stitch, and I had bought him an mp3 player before so I have something. I'm also going to buy him a few movies on DVD that came out while he was gone. I'm going to start packing on my next day off work, it's getting so close.
I finally registered for school. Jesus, I waited too long. I got decent classes. Back to the long ass Tuesdays and Thursdays, start at 9 am end at 9 pm. Oh well. I'll survuve. I am planning on officially changing my major to buisness and global management and I'm going to pre-register this next semester. And I'm going to take 16 or possibly more credits. I want to crank this bitch out. I'm tired of everything that goes with school and I want a real full-time job so I can move out and be with Nigel.
And work is going well. I'm not 100% on my feet yet, but everyone assures me I'm doing fine. I'm closing tonight... 7:15 pm to 1 am. Not too bad. I'm with one kind of new girl and an awesome woman tonight. It's going to go fine. It won't be the fin nights like when I close with out-of-work friends but it will be fun. I will make it that way. I close tomorrow now too... With my (hopefully) former admierer.
So now I must tell that story. We hired a new guy named Phil, and one day Sheelia and I were in the lobby at the store planning to hang out soon. So Sheelia invites Phil, or he invites himself, I forget... So he asks for our numbers and we give them and get his. Just so we can get in touch before Sunday, right? Wrong. He starts calling both of us all the time, sending text messages, asking me who's single and who's not, tryingto be flirty in his messages, etc. So finally at one point I tell him "save it for the single girls, I'm off the market," to which he says "I didn't know I was shopping in your market." I then make the mistake of meeting up with him after he gets off work. So we are talking, ALL I am talking about is Nigel and then I tell him I need to run errands and go to the mall to get new work clothes. So he wants to go. So I tell him I will meet him there later. 5 minutes later I get a call and send him to my voicemail, and the message is that he wants to take his car "to save gas." Well I knew I wouldn't go with him anyway, but after getting into someone else's truck not that long ago, I know better. So I go to the mall, and I run into Nigel's little sister, and we talk for a while and Phil walks up. And all afternoon he talks about how he loves to party and bullshit, and I talk about how I like to stay home. Then when I say I'm done and that I want to go, he asks if I want to catch dinner with him, and if there are any clubs we could go to. Mind you it's like 5 pm. So I decline and on the way home he asks me what I'm up to, so I tell him I'm going o Starbucks, and when I get there, he's there. So finally my mom calls and saves me and I left poor Katie (who had come out on her lunch) with him. So finally I stopped responding to his messages and stuff, I'd just ignore them. Even my "mornin' sunshine ;)" message. And one day I'm out with Sheelia and we are heading to Starbucks, and I get a message "meet me at sb for a drink" and I freak out. I send him a message "I can't sorry" and we call the store, well he left after that. So Sheelia and I go there and as we're walking up I see him through a car's windows, and run my ass back. I tell Sheelia I'm not going in, so we drive around a while and finally she's telling me she just wants a drink, and that I'm going in like it or not. So we rush in past him and he doesn't follow us. I'm FREAKED at that point because I've just been a bitch to this guy and I have to work with him. And my manager noticed I was freaked so he tried to talk to me and I wasn't up to it. So another night he was closing and I came in to talk to him (the manager) and I told him everything and that I just don't know the best way to tell him to go away since he works under me. So Kevin said he'd talk to him for me, and he did today... Well Kevin calls me, tells me he talked to Phil and that everything should be okay. And then he asks if I want to close tomorrow. Well I agree without thinking, it's 8 hours, I need the money... Guess who's closing with me??? Yep! Phil. Goody. Oh well. I'm going to act like I don't even know him and anything that he said or did. I'm going to go in with a clean slate, and if he brings it up I'll talk about it, but I'm not going to bring it up. I just need to remind myself that I'm his superior and that I've been there a hell of a lot longer than him and I'm not going ANYWHERE just because some douche makes me feel highly uncomfortable. See... he would be working with me and he'd stand really close, and one day I was joking around with Alex and he told me "you know you shouldn't be so fiesty when you're working with two GUYS." Just creepy, and stupid. So anyway, it'll be okay. I go on vacation soon, so fuck him.
I got my hair done again. I'd waited a while to do it so that it would be "fresh" when I saw Nigel again. It's cute! It's got a little more red in it this time, though, but it's cool. So I have very golden, warm blonde on top of my head, woven with ashy blonde like my real color, and underneath it's DARK brown. But I don't look like the normal girls who get the chunky color like that, mine took over 3 hours for all of it because she did a weave on almost my whole head. And she cut it a little shorter, more layers, and she thinned the HELL out of it. It's AWESOME. I have a tiny ponytail, I love it. I'm not going to get headaches from the weight of my massive amounts of hair on my head when it's up. It's way cute, I love it. I took some pics and I will post them eventually.
I'm SO beyond fucking excited to see Nigel. I am all giddy about it. He's going to be gorgeous. I watched the platoon video for his platoon but I don't know if I found him. I found his best friend, but not him. :( I feel like the worst girlfriend ever. Oh, excuse me, fiance. hehe He calls me that in all of his letters now. (I think I'm going to get an "official" proposal from him and a ring too when he gets back.) But yeah I watched it and his mom thinks someone who has a uniform that says "Clark" is him. See, he told me about getting IT'd to death for the laundry people's loss of his desert cammies, and that he was loaned some. So Sherrie thinks that the reason they really reamed him was because of that day... And he said they took pictures of his platoon in dress blues already so I can't wait to see that... Anyway, yeah so I don't know who my man is in that video, but almost all of them look damn good, so no matter who I have it's good. haha Kidding, of course, I don't want the other guys. I'm so excited about the little things, the kisses, holding hands, cuddling, just being able to look into his eyes again. Being away from him so long has made me appreciate him 1000 times more. It's not worth the time and effort to be mad and bitchy over the little shit, and he's told me he feels the same way... That things will be so much better because he appreciates me more and he won't put silly things in front of our relationship. I swear somehow I love him more now than when he left. I love him more than I can even express. It's the best feeling.
So in anticipation of seeing him, I've bought some sexy stuff at VS and Fredericks, as I said. And I waxed my own bikini line (ouch, very ouch) and then some... It's not all done, I can only stand a little at a time. And I'm going to try to get my legs waxed on my next day off. My hair's done, I've bought some new clothes for seeing him. I am going to get my dress for his graduation on Sunday (my grandma wants to buy it for me). I'm going to get a couple more pairs of shoes and then I'm ready. hehe One can never have too many shoes. And I got some beach mats since we're staying on a beachfront resort for our last night in San Diego, and even when we're at our normal hotel it will be close to the beach and very nice. (halfmoonin.com, bahiahotel.com) I am getting the cross stich framed soon and I am going to wrap the movies and mp3 player in camo tissue paper I got a couple months ago. I'm just counting down the days... I swear I dream about it every night. I already dreamt of him almot every night and now it's always every night, and it seems like all night. I wake up so happy. You know... I can't wait for the sex. That's so exciting. I didn't get back on the pill, but we're not stupid and I am not having any babies yet. So no worries there. I'm starting my period now so I'm fucking SET while he's home. That's going to be the best sex ever, even if it's not... hehe it's been so long anything will be good. I know the first time will be... quick. But after that I plan to make him go alllllll night. Okay I'll shut up now. I'm so excited!!!