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So yes, I am currently sitting at my computer..bored out of my mind. It's 12:41 in the morning...everyone is asleep....except for my fellow insomniacs online...
So Jerard and I had our romantic dinner on Sunday, and it was wonderful. We got into West Monroe and realized Pirates of The Caribbean 2 started at 6:45 not 5:30. So we decided to go to the apartment and eat the romantic dinner he cooked. BUT! He had to call his roommate ahead of time to make sure everything was in place. Well, turns out it wasn't so we went to West Monroe's TCBY...yeah I don't need to do that because I work at the Ruston TCBY. I sat there and went "Oh my god! We don't have this! Why don't we have this?!" and of course I think I'm the only person that can tell a difference between a mocha or espresso cappachino chiller. Jerard couldn't. One is vanilla, one is chocolate. But once it is made many people can't tell a difference. But I did. So I bitched that I got the wrong thing. Then we got to the apartment, and Jerard ran ahead of me to make sure everything was in its place. I walked in to two candles on the table, a large plate of food, and some bread in the center of the table. Everything looked so nice. He even got incense called "Romance" and had it burning. The food, as I'm sure all of you are wondering, was shrimp and chicken alfredo. It was GOOD! And Jerard cooked it himself. I was so proud. Then we did...as Rachel puts it so colorfully, "That thing we do so well" and wound up being late to the movie by about 10 minutes. But it's ok, cause I had seen it already. (By the way, I'm setting my own record. I saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory 3 times in theatres, and Pirates of the Caribbean 2 twice). So I just filled Jerard in. After the movie (and random quotes from the movie out in Tinseltown parkinglot...more me than him...what can I say? I like pirates!) we went back to the apartment and....well...I wound up being about 10 minutes past my curfew. Bad Bekah! BAD! hehehehe..or am I?
He is really trying and I can tell. I'm glad we got back together. It tore me apart that I had to go to an extreme measure just to get progress, but now he's really trying. I'm happy, he's happy. Who knows where that will take us? (I accidently typed up...god I need sleep).
By the way, I am currently in the process of writing yet another story! Hopefully it will be turned into a movie...It's called "The Brink of Insanity" and it's about a woman named Maria Brink. So, no, it wasn't a ripoff of something, and it wasn't a name I just pulled out of my ass.
My friend Joanna is starting college soon, and I seem to be taking advantage of it. She's taking psychology, and I told her to take really good notes so I could copy them. I love psychology! It was a great class, and I got a 97! It was awesome! (I just typed awershome....shoot me). She also might get into French at some point and I told her I wanted a copy of her notes as well when she took that class. I want college education! Too bad I'm a highschooler...rawr...but hey, if I get a head start, who knows where that could take me! Psychology is a good thing to have when writing because all of your characters are different. There are different phobias you have to throw in, different reactions to certain things, different thought processes.. You know, a schizophrenic person reacts differently than a mentally healthy person, and they certainly don't have the same thought process! But of course, what is mental health but a state of mind? ...that was redundent...
Well, I suppose I should go for now. Fare thee well all!
So Jerard and I had our romantic dinner on Sunday, and it was wonderful. We got into West Monroe and realized Pirates of The Caribbean 2 started at 6:45 not 5:30. So we decided to go to the apartment and eat the romantic dinner he cooked. BUT! He had to call his roommate ahead of time to make sure everything was in place. Well, turns out it wasn't so we went to West Monroe's TCBY...yeah I don't need to do that because I work at the Ruston TCBY. I sat there and went "Oh my god! We don't have this! Why don't we have this?!" and of course I think I'm the only person that can tell a difference between a mocha or espresso cappachino chiller. Jerard couldn't. One is vanilla, one is chocolate. But once it is made many people can't tell a difference. But I did. So I bitched that I got the wrong thing. Then we got to the apartment, and Jerard ran ahead of me to make sure everything was in its place. I walked in to two candles on the table, a large plate of food, and some bread in the center of the table. Everything looked so nice. He even got incense called "Romance" and had it burning. The food, as I'm sure all of you are wondering, was shrimp and chicken alfredo. It was GOOD! And Jerard cooked it himself. I was so proud. Then we did...as Rachel puts it so colorfully, "That thing we do so well" and wound up being late to the movie by about 10 minutes. But it's ok, cause I had seen it already. (By the way, I'm setting my own record. I saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory 3 times in theatres, and Pirates of the Caribbean 2 twice). So I just filled Jerard in. After the movie (and random quotes from the movie out in Tinseltown parkinglot...more me than him...what can I say? I like pirates!) we went back to the apartment and....well...I wound up being about 10 minutes past my curfew. Bad Bekah! BAD! hehehehe..or am I?
He is really trying and I can tell. I'm glad we got back together. It tore me apart that I had to go to an extreme measure just to get progress, but now he's really trying. I'm happy, he's happy. Who knows where that will take us? (I accidently typed up...god I need sleep).
By the way, I am currently in the process of writing yet another story! Hopefully it will be turned into a movie...It's called "The Brink of Insanity" and it's about a woman named Maria Brink. So, no, it wasn't a ripoff of something, and it wasn't a name I just pulled out of my ass.
My friend Joanna is starting college soon, and I seem to be taking advantage of it. She's taking psychology, and I told her to take really good notes so I could copy them. I love psychology! It was a great class, and I got a 97! It was awesome! (I just typed awershome....shoot me). She also might get into French at some point and I told her I wanted a copy of her notes as well when she took that class. I want college education! Too bad I'm a highschooler...rawr...but hey, if I get a head start, who knows where that could take me! Psychology is a good thing to have when writing because all of your characters are different. There are different phobias you have to throw in, different reactions to certain things, different thought processes.. You know, a schizophrenic person reacts differently than a mentally healthy person, and they certainly don't have the same thought process! But of course, what is mental health but a state of mind? ...that was redundent...
Well, I suppose I should go for now. Fare thee well all!