some backwards purpose, enough to make me nervous
I'm sorry it's been so absurdly long since I've been on here. Thank you for the comments on the last entry and sorry I didn't respond...life has been crazy.
I met The New Guy's (TNG) parents...and my eyes were burning red. My allergies chose that weekend to act up and I didn't have my Visine with me, so I looked like a drug addict. It was miserable. Also, I don't like spicy food or shrimp, so the Cajun food was not a good experience for me although I bravely fought my way through half a bowl of my least favorite foods in the world. I just said that I was full and I hope they believed me. :$
He and I had "the talk," initiated by him thankfully, and I guess we're dating now. This means little to me because it's so hard to define anything anymore, but it's Facebook official for whatever that means and last night when someone pointed to me and asked if I was his girlfriend, he was very quick to say yes and grab my waist, so I'm assuming that's good.
My summer worries weren't valid...all he said was that our two towns weren't too far apart (about 3.5 hours) and that he'd have his car. I'm going to ask him to come to Brianna's wedding (UGH, that stupid wedding is so frustrating), and hopefully he can, but it's on a Friday. He asked me to come visit when he gets his wisdom teeth out and there will be concerts, etc., so I think this could work.
And we're both excited for next year because we're both living in suites with our own rooms and no pesky roommates. Well, his is pretty cool, but mine is not. It's not worth going into because she's leaving next Wednesday, but I'm just glad that I survived and that I won't have to endure this crap next year, at least not in a room so small.
I had my first unfortunate experience with boxed wine. :( There was no vomiting, I'm proud to say.
I even talked to Ross. I know, I shouldn't have called, but it wasn't because I wanted to rehash our spring break discussion or anything. I just missed him, plain and simple. We talked for about an hour and caught up, and he said that if TNG couldn't go, he'd go with me to Brianna's wedding, which is reassuring. Anyway, that was a week ago and I plan on calling him when I get to town. We can hang out and hopefully go back to friends, because I do miss him and I really don't want this summer to be awkward and full of avoidance.
And I have FIVE finals. Groan.
But life is good nonetheless. :)
I met The New Guy's (TNG) parents...and my eyes were burning red. My allergies chose that weekend to act up and I didn't have my Visine with me, so I looked like a drug addict. It was miserable. Also, I don't like spicy food or shrimp, so the Cajun food was not a good experience for me although I bravely fought my way through half a bowl of my least favorite foods in the world. I just said that I was full and I hope they believed me. :$
He and I had "the talk," initiated by him thankfully, and I guess we're dating now. This means little to me because it's so hard to define anything anymore, but it's Facebook official for whatever that means and last night when someone pointed to me and asked if I was his girlfriend, he was very quick to say yes and grab my waist, so I'm assuming that's good.
My summer worries weren't valid...all he said was that our two towns weren't too far apart (about 3.5 hours) and that he'd have his car. I'm going to ask him to come to Brianna's wedding (UGH, that stupid wedding is so frustrating), and hopefully he can, but it's on a Friday. He asked me to come visit when he gets his wisdom teeth out and there will be concerts, etc., so I think this could work.
And we're both excited for next year because we're both living in suites with our own rooms and no pesky roommates. Well, his is pretty cool, but mine is not. It's not worth going into because she's leaving next Wednesday, but I'm just glad that I survived and that I won't have to endure this crap next year, at least not in a room so small.
I had my first unfortunate experience with boxed wine. :( There was no vomiting, I'm proud to say.
I even talked to Ross. I know, I shouldn't have called, but it wasn't because I wanted to rehash our spring break discussion or anything. I just missed him, plain and simple. We talked for about an hour and caught up, and he said that if TNG couldn't go, he'd go with me to Brianna's wedding, which is reassuring. Anyway, that was a week ago and I plan on calling him when I get to town. We can hang out and hopefully go back to friends, because I do miss him and I really don't want this summer to be awkward and full of avoidance.
And I have FIVE finals. Groan.
But life is good nonetheless. :)