It's Cold in the Wind
hello again spidey faithfull...
I haven't had a chance to post until now because I got home pretty late last night and I've been doing work since I got home, but I have a few minutes now so here's a post.
Yesterday night I got back from a weekend spent in Syracuse with Brianna. Leading up to it, I was more than a little nervous that I wouldn't be able to go. I'd been following the forecasts and satellite images pretty closely (I'm something of a meteorology dork) and it seemed like there could be the possibility of some snow during my trip. Since, as far as I'm concerned, Greyhound is fairly unreliable I was quite worried that I wouldn't be able to go. Fortunately for me, and the girl waiting for me, I was able to go and there really wasn't any trouble at all. I guess all that worrying paid off.
So I got into Syracuse Friday around six. I got into the bus station, saw Brianna, and my heart nearly leapt out of my chest. I could see her every day for the rest of my life and my heart would still do that. There's just something that gets me so excited, so giddy, whenever I see her. Maybe it's the fact that I know I'm going to have a blast whenever I'm with her. We gave each other a big, "I've missed the hell out of you" kind of hug and then got on the bus that would take us to her dorm. The whiole bus ride back we were giggling. Anyone who's been with us for more then five seconds will go "duh" at that statement, but I figure that I'll say it anyway. I just laugh so much whenever I'm around her. Maybe that's what happens when you date your best friend. After we got back to her dorm she left me in her room while she ran out and got some mostly kosher-for-passover food. While I waited I read her Cosmo's. Don't judge me. We ate dinner and I gave her the birthday presents I got her (to find out what they were read her journal: duckslikerain). She liked them a lot. I was so relieved when I saw that she liked them. In the months proceeding this I toted her gifts as (and I'm loosely quoting here) "pretty much the best presents ever." To be prefectly honest, I thought that me touting them thusly would make her feel a little underwhelmed. Thankfuly that was not the case. After she got her presents we watched Romeo + Juliet. The movie pretty much kicks ass in it's own right, but seeing it with her made it even more enjoyable. We shut it off before everyone started dying, mostly because we know what happens, and we're both wusses. After that I got to spend the night with her in my arms. Besides the fact that she thoroughly enjoys taking her half out of the middle, it was the best night of sleep I've gotten in a long time.
Saturday we didn't get out of bed until about two in the afternoon. Listen, there's no way any force on earth could get me out of bed with her before noon. She took me to the Comm Art building and gave me a tour. It made me really proud to know that she's going to be a tour guide. I'm not sure why, because proud isn't usually the boyfriend feeling for something like this, but it did all the same. I guess it's because I know that she's going to do an awesome job and maybe influence somebody's decision. I just think it's cool that some kid might say "man dad/mom, that VPA tourguide was so awesome, I think I'm gonna go to Syracuse. I agree with you hypothetical kid, that VPA tourguide is awesome. After she guided me around we went to see the playing card show that she was a part of. The premise is that, last semester, all of the 2-D classes made playing cards for one of their projects. The students thought it was so cool that they decided to throw a show. Her cards were definitely one of the best one's there. I'm not just saying that because I'm her boyfriend and I love her, they really were. I was actually kind of surprised. I figured that most of the cards were going to be on that level, but her's were head and shoulders above most. She really, really is an amazing artist. It made me really happy to see her work up there. After the art show she took me on our first date in a long time. First we went to Johnny Rocket's to thoroughly break passover. After that we laughed our way through "Blades of Glory." After that we went back to her room to spend one last night sleeping next to each other.
Sunday we had to get up early so I could catch my bus. She was really upset to see me leave and I was really upset to leave. It didn't really hit me until I was right outside of State College that I left. It was all I could do not to burst out crying right there on the bus. Even though I am (very) (very) (very) sad that I had to leave, it was so nice seeing her. She really is my best friend and I love her so much. Being with her is the most fun, relaxing, enjoyable, wonerful, comfortable thing I could possibly do. This weekend, even though it was short, was fantastic. I love being with her so much. Unfortunately, I have to wait two weeks until I can see her again. Not the longest I've waited, but still kind of long. After that there's only one week until school ends and I'm home for the summer. We'll be able to see each otehr a lot more then. Next year, who knows. I'm kind of hoping I'll be clad in orange. All in all, seeing Brianna this weekend was wonderful. I love her so much. Till next time...
-Jason
p.s. If anyone sees a duck covered in paint holding a pop-up book, point it in the direction of State College, I would very much like to see it.
I haven't had a chance to post until now because I got home pretty late last night and I've been doing work since I got home, but I have a few minutes now so here's a post.
Yesterday night I got back from a weekend spent in Syracuse with Brianna. Leading up to it, I was more than a little nervous that I wouldn't be able to go. I'd been following the forecasts and satellite images pretty closely (I'm something of a meteorology dork) and it seemed like there could be the possibility of some snow during my trip. Since, as far as I'm concerned, Greyhound is fairly unreliable I was quite worried that I wouldn't be able to go. Fortunately for me, and the girl waiting for me, I was able to go and there really wasn't any trouble at all. I guess all that worrying paid off.
So I got into Syracuse Friday around six. I got into the bus station, saw Brianna, and my heart nearly leapt out of my chest. I could see her every day for the rest of my life and my heart would still do that. There's just something that gets me so excited, so giddy, whenever I see her. Maybe it's the fact that I know I'm going to have a blast whenever I'm with her. We gave each other a big, "I've missed the hell out of you" kind of hug and then got on the bus that would take us to her dorm. The whiole bus ride back we were giggling. Anyone who's been with us for more then five seconds will go "duh" at that statement, but I figure that I'll say it anyway. I just laugh so much whenever I'm around her. Maybe that's what happens when you date your best friend. After we got back to her dorm she left me in her room while she ran out and got some mostly kosher-for-passover food. While I waited I read her Cosmo's. Don't judge me. We ate dinner and I gave her the birthday presents I got her (to find out what they were read her journal: duckslikerain). She liked them a lot. I was so relieved when I saw that she liked them. In the months proceeding this I toted her gifts as (and I'm loosely quoting here) "pretty much the best presents ever." To be prefectly honest, I thought that me touting them thusly would make her feel a little underwhelmed. Thankfuly that was not the case. After she got her presents we watched Romeo + Juliet. The movie pretty much kicks ass in it's own right, but seeing it with her made it even more enjoyable. We shut it off before everyone started dying, mostly because we know what happens, and we're both wusses. After that I got to spend the night with her in my arms. Besides the fact that she thoroughly enjoys taking her half out of the middle, it was the best night of sleep I've gotten in a long time.
Saturday we didn't get out of bed until about two in the afternoon. Listen, there's no way any force on earth could get me out of bed with her before noon. She took me to the Comm Art building and gave me a tour. It made me really proud to know that she's going to be a tour guide. I'm not sure why, because proud isn't usually the boyfriend feeling for something like this, but it did all the same. I guess it's because I know that she's going to do an awesome job and maybe influence somebody's decision. I just think it's cool that some kid might say "man dad/mom, that VPA tourguide was so awesome, I think I'm gonna go to Syracuse. I agree with you hypothetical kid, that VPA tourguide is awesome. After she guided me around we went to see the playing card show that she was a part of. The premise is that, last semester, all of the 2-D classes made playing cards for one of their projects. The students thought it was so cool that they decided to throw a show. Her cards were definitely one of the best one's there. I'm not just saying that because I'm her boyfriend and I love her, they really were. I was actually kind of surprised. I figured that most of the cards were going to be on that level, but her's were head and shoulders above most. She really, really is an amazing artist. It made me really happy to see her work up there. After the art show she took me on our first date in a long time. First we went to Johnny Rocket's to thoroughly break passover. After that we laughed our way through "Blades of Glory." After that we went back to her room to spend one last night sleeping next to each other.
Sunday we had to get up early so I could catch my bus. She was really upset to see me leave and I was really upset to leave. It didn't really hit me until I was right outside of State College that I left. It was all I could do not to burst out crying right there on the bus. Even though I am (very) (very) (very) sad that I had to leave, it was so nice seeing her. She really is my best friend and I love her so much. Being with her is the most fun, relaxing, enjoyable, wonerful, comfortable thing I could possibly do. This weekend, even though it was short, was fantastic. I love being with her so much. Unfortunately, I have to wait two weeks until I can see her again. Not the longest I've waited, but still kind of long. After that there's only one week until school ends and I'm home for the summer. We'll be able to see each otehr a lot more then. Next year, who knows. I'm kind of hoping I'll be clad in orange. All in all, seeing Brianna this weekend was wonderful. I love her so much. Till next time...
-Jason
p.s. If anyone sees a duck covered in paint holding a pop-up book, point it in the direction of State College, I would very much like to see it.