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So cause 1. I'm procrastinating writing my paper, 2. I'm worried about my boyfriend who's on duty tonight, 3. I haven't been on LJ in forever... I'd figure I'd post something.
Things have been so busy... it's my last semester of college... I graduate. OMG... I'm actually graduating this spring. And then it's like... the real world.
I'm still unbelievably in love with that boy of mine. It'll be 9 months on Wednesday already. It feels like it's been a month and yet it feels like it's been 10 years, ya know? We work well together and things aren't perfect, but it works. I wish his Mom didn't hate me, but eh... there's not much I can do. And no, I didn't do anything to offend her, I am just in love with her son. Which puts me in the "hated" list for some reason. And because she hates me, I don't get to see him as often as I'd like. I'm lucky to get a few hours with him a week. Which sucks, but it's only for the next 4 months logically at worst, so I can tough it out.
Though I am worried about him. I hate nights when he's on duty and there's bad weather. He's a firefighter, not sure if most know that, and it seems that every time we get a snow storm or whatever, he's on duty. I dunno, that boy means the world to me.
Blahh... I'm tired of school. 5 years of college is way too long. I want out. I'm tired of papers and tests and quizzes. I want to have a life outside of all that now. And that's probably why this semester has been the hardest. But I can't just give up now... it's the final stretch.
Though I have a major major case of Senior-itis and it's not going away anytime soon.
In other news, I ate the Salmonella Peanut Butter before they released the information on it... and got terribly sick one night. Now I can't eat peanut butter.
Oh oh... and one day last month I chopped off part of my finger on a razor blade. That was pretty nasty too.
Mehhhh... so life goes on. I should work on that paper. Then again, I could get up early and work on it. Hmm... decisions.
Things have been so busy... it's my last semester of college... I graduate. OMG... I'm actually graduating this spring. And then it's like... the real world.
I'm still unbelievably in love with that boy of mine. It'll be 9 months on Wednesday already. It feels like it's been a month and yet it feels like it's been 10 years, ya know? We work well together and things aren't perfect, but it works. I wish his Mom didn't hate me, but eh... there's not much I can do. And no, I didn't do anything to offend her, I am just in love with her son. Which puts me in the "hated" list for some reason. And because she hates me, I don't get to see him as often as I'd like. I'm lucky to get a few hours with him a week. Which sucks, but it's only for the next 4 months logically at worst, so I can tough it out.
Though I am worried about him. I hate nights when he's on duty and there's bad weather. He's a firefighter, not sure if most know that, and it seems that every time we get a snow storm or whatever, he's on duty. I dunno, that boy means the world to me.
Blahh... I'm tired of school. 5 years of college is way too long. I want out. I'm tired of papers and tests and quizzes. I want to have a life outside of all that now. And that's probably why this semester has been the hardest. But I can't just give up now... it's the final stretch.
Though I have a major major case of Senior-itis and it's not going away anytime soon.
In other news, I ate the Salmonella Peanut Butter before they released the information on it... and got terribly sick one night. Now I can't eat peanut butter.
Oh oh... and one day last month I chopped off part of my finger on a razor blade. That was pretty nasty too.
Mehhhh... so life goes on. I should work on that paper. Then again, I could get up early and work on it. Hmm... decisions.