weeky weeky
So this will be the longest weekend ever.
We got up at 4:15ish on Thursday to take the parentals to the airport. After a brief stop at a donut shop we were off. It's amazing how hilarious things can be at 5 in the morning. It's just fantastic. We drove to Walgreens to get me some pain meds and lulu is my soulmate. She is best. We got home and fell right back to sleep. Getting out of bed that time was WAY HARDER than the first time. I got my ass to work by noon and I was already tired.
Every single day this week felt like Friday... I leave work early and get home kinda rushed. Chris knocks on my front door at exactly 7 and our movie night comensed. I got us all pizza and we watched Wedding Crashers. It's nice, hanging out with peeps, only to realize how little in common you have with the friend you've had the longest.
Chris is under the impression that just because he's known me since 6th grade, he knows me inside and out. He thinks he can predict what I'm going to say or do, and he thinks he knows me better than anyone else. Sorry Chrissy but that's so not the case. There was an entire 3 year period when we didn't even speak to each other. He was home schooled, I enjoyed high school, I was off to college and he did who-knows-what with his early 20s. I got a job, changed my major, travelled to Peru, and suddenly became very angry with the world around me but managed to keep it all inside for the most part. And quite honestly, he didn't know me very well back then either. When you have a crush on someone you tend to place them on a pedistal, where they reflect everything you project on to them. Since his crush is gone he's actually getting to know me for real and it turns out, I'm not fucking perfect at all.
Yep, I do where cute tops that show a bit too much cleavage. I tend to do that now that I have boobs which was not the case in 7th fucking grade. Also, we never even hung out outside of school. There were the few times when we went to the movies but that was about it. I had nothing in my wardrobe besides dark colors, t-shirts and jeans because I was always against spending my mom's money on shit I didn't care about, like clothes. Once I started making money at 19 I could start buying clothes that had color to them....
People change, it's part of life. Has he changed at all? Not much. He's still a bundle of insecurities but now, he's fucking loud about it. He mistakes stubborness with determination, and confidence with being rude. That's just how he is. I can remember him being very shy and reserved-- he wasn't like he remembers himself. He was not sarcastic and chummy, like Travis was. They were like complete opposites if I remember correctly. I don't know why he tries so hard to ignore the past-- all he's doing is living by it.
Anyway then we offer to take Lulu's friend home to Mountain view and lu and I get home around ten. We decide that's kinda early so we sit and watch an entire disc of Friends, which is like 8 episodes. By the time that was done it was 1:30am. Yep, we're idiots.
Alarm goes off at 8:30 this morning. I haul my ass out of bed by my ass just to use the bathroom. It's creepy, being at home without mom and dad. I get dressed, come to work, and by noon I'm ready to go home. Luckily it's already 2:34 right now. Only two more hours and we outta here! Then we'll get home and with little or no time to shower, we're off to mountain view at 6pm to pick her friend back up from Mountain View. Monty Python tonight at 7:30! I'm thinking we'll all carpool so yet another late night... We have to get there at 6:45 or something to get our funpacks and foodies. Oh yeah, when's dinner happening?...
It won't be over until about tenish so then we'll have to take her friend Diana back to Mountain View. Crazy crazy.
Then tomorrow we're sleeping in till noon for the first time in weeks. I'm so exhausted I'm sure I could crawl onto Mohinder's couch and legitamitly fall asleep. I'll have lulu drive us tonight ;D Anyways then we have a plan to watch the Avengers in the morning because we fucking can and life is good. Then it's off to Palo Alto (YES) to maybe have some fast food down there for dinner and a movie at the Stanford theater. We're gonna see two of my favs: You were never Lovelier and The Band Wagon. I'm getting popcorn and some sort of chocolate product this time, I don't even care. It's a double feature so once again, we'll be home around midnight. XD
Then Sunday is our final chance to relax. Then it's picking up the parentals around 9pm. Then a normal week, hopefully. A normal week that ends with MOULIN ROUGE!
So I just wanted to rant about Chris for a while. For some reason he was really annoying last night. Like I said, we're just starting to hang out more often but we've never really hung out on a one-on-one basis so we're just getting to know each other as people. If we don't talk about the "good-ole-days" we really have nothing to talk about. He's a whole other level of nerd than I am and I don't know if that's a good thing. He doesn't like things that matter and that, just, bugs me. He text me earlier that Rob is a two-faced jerk. I'm sorry, but it's better to be a two-faced jerk than a one-faced jerk. At least Rob has a nice side. He said that Rob may preach about being a good person but he's not a good person at all. I would say the fucking SAME THING about Chris! I don't know why he doesn't like this guy. In all actuality, he doesn't seem to truly like anybody.
No one is perfect. The only thing we can do is work hard at being who we want to ultimately be. I think it's pretty admirable that Rob is trying to work with lulu on the group thingy and he's actively involved in their activities. If he were teaching the kids to smoke and get drunk with their friends, then that's a problem. But he's free to do whatever he wants with his spare time. Whatever, to each his own. He used to be way worse, apparently, and he's slowly learning to be himself. Why does this affect Chris in any way? Why does he care that he's like that? He literally said "I hate that guy. With a passion." Sorry Chrissy, I'm not convinced.
He considers me his best friend. That's sweet but I don't really know why. He likes horror films, action films and comic book movies. None are really my cup of tea. He has some of the worst taste in music and I'm sorry but that's super important to me when building a friendship. He's a republican, not religious but believes in a god, he HATES READING, he's crazy about kids. Seriously, what the hell is our friendship based on?? We hung out for a few years almost a decade ago and he had a teeny crush on me. That's literally all we have in common?! I don't get it. Maybe we have musicals in common, which is pretty awesome, but we haven't even seen one together or even discussed them. I mean....I don't know. Where is this friendship coming from?
I think it's relationship issues. I think it's because we've known each other for so long, there's like this unspoken trust between us. I know about his sex life and he knows about mine. I know about his troubles and he knows about mine. I think the fact that we're just there for each other, no matter what, is what our friendship is based off of. Any time, anywhere, about anything, I can text him to complain. It's actually......pretty wonderful. I've told him things I've never told anyone else and same goes for him. I see. Wow.. that's a pretty fun friendship. Well done, us.
We got up at 4:15ish on Thursday to take the parentals to the airport. After a brief stop at a donut shop we were off. It's amazing how hilarious things can be at 5 in the morning. It's just fantastic. We drove to Walgreens to get me some pain meds and lulu is my soulmate. She is best. We got home and fell right back to sleep. Getting out of bed that time was WAY HARDER than the first time. I got my ass to work by noon and I was already tired.
Every single day this week felt like Friday... I leave work early and get home kinda rushed. Chris knocks on my front door at exactly 7 and our movie night comensed. I got us all pizza and we watched Wedding Crashers. It's nice, hanging out with peeps, only to realize how little in common you have with the friend you've had the longest.
Chris is under the impression that just because he's known me since 6th grade, he knows me inside and out. He thinks he can predict what I'm going to say or do, and he thinks he knows me better than anyone else. Sorry Chrissy but that's so not the case. There was an entire 3 year period when we didn't even speak to each other. He was home schooled, I enjoyed high school, I was off to college and he did who-knows-what with his early 20s. I got a job, changed my major, travelled to Peru, and suddenly became very angry with the world around me but managed to keep it all inside for the most part. And quite honestly, he didn't know me very well back then either. When you have a crush on someone you tend to place them on a pedistal, where they reflect everything you project on to them. Since his crush is gone he's actually getting to know me for real and it turns out, I'm not fucking perfect at all.
Yep, I do where cute tops that show a bit too much cleavage. I tend to do that now that I have boobs which was not the case in 7th fucking grade. Also, we never even hung out outside of school. There were the few times when we went to the movies but that was about it. I had nothing in my wardrobe besides dark colors, t-shirts and jeans because I was always against spending my mom's money on shit I didn't care about, like clothes. Once I started making money at 19 I could start buying clothes that had color to them....
People change, it's part of life. Has he changed at all? Not much. He's still a bundle of insecurities but now, he's fucking loud about it. He mistakes stubborness with determination, and confidence with being rude. That's just how he is. I can remember him being very shy and reserved-- he wasn't like he remembers himself. He was not sarcastic and chummy, like Travis was. They were like complete opposites if I remember correctly. I don't know why he tries so hard to ignore the past-- all he's doing is living by it.
Anyway then we offer to take Lulu's friend home to Mountain view and lu and I get home around ten. We decide that's kinda early so we sit and watch an entire disc of Friends, which is like 8 episodes. By the time that was done it was 1:30am. Yep, we're idiots.
Alarm goes off at 8:30 this morning. I haul my ass out of bed by my ass just to use the bathroom. It's creepy, being at home without mom and dad. I get dressed, come to work, and by noon I'm ready to go home. Luckily it's already 2:34 right now. Only two more hours and we outta here! Then we'll get home and with little or no time to shower, we're off to mountain view at 6pm to pick her friend back up from Mountain View. Monty Python tonight at 7:30! I'm thinking we'll all carpool so yet another late night... We have to get there at 6:45 or something to get our funpacks and foodies. Oh yeah, when's dinner happening?...
It won't be over until about tenish so then we'll have to take her friend Diana back to Mountain View. Crazy crazy.
Then tomorrow we're sleeping in till noon for the first time in weeks. I'm so exhausted I'm sure I could crawl onto Mohinder's couch and legitamitly fall asleep. I'll have lulu drive us tonight ;D Anyways then we have a plan to watch the Avengers in the morning because we fucking can and life is good. Then it's off to Palo Alto (YES) to maybe have some fast food down there for dinner and a movie at the Stanford theater. We're gonna see two of my favs: You were never Lovelier and The Band Wagon. I'm getting popcorn and some sort of chocolate product this time, I don't even care. It's a double feature so once again, we'll be home around midnight. XD
Then Sunday is our final chance to relax. Then it's picking up the parentals around 9pm. Then a normal week, hopefully. A normal week that ends with MOULIN ROUGE!
So I just wanted to rant about Chris for a while. For some reason he was really annoying last night. Like I said, we're just starting to hang out more often but we've never really hung out on a one-on-one basis so we're just getting to know each other as people. If we don't talk about the "good-ole-days" we really have nothing to talk about. He's a whole other level of nerd than I am and I don't know if that's a good thing. He doesn't like things that matter and that, just, bugs me. He text me earlier that Rob is a two-faced jerk. I'm sorry, but it's better to be a two-faced jerk than a one-faced jerk. At least Rob has a nice side. He said that Rob may preach about being a good person but he's not a good person at all. I would say the fucking SAME THING about Chris! I don't know why he doesn't like this guy. In all actuality, he doesn't seem to truly like anybody.
No one is perfect. The only thing we can do is work hard at being who we want to ultimately be. I think it's pretty admirable that Rob is trying to work with lulu on the group thingy and he's actively involved in their activities. If he were teaching the kids to smoke and get drunk with their friends, then that's a problem. But he's free to do whatever he wants with his spare time. Whatever, to each his own. He used to be way worse, apparently, and he's slowly learning to be himself. Why does this affect Chris in any way? Why does he care that he's like that? He literally said "I hate that guy. With a passion." Sorry Chrissy, I'm not convinced.
He considers me his best friend. That's sweet but I don't really know why. He likes horror films, action films and comic book movies. None are really my cup of tea. He has some of the worst taste in music and I'm sorry but that's super important to me when building a friendship. He's a republican, not religious but believes in a god, he HATES READING, he's crazy about kids. Seriously, what the hell is our friendship based on?? We hung out for a few years almost a decade ago and he had a teeny crush on me. That's literally all we have in common?! I don't get it. Maybe we have musicals in common, which is pretty awesome, but we haven't even seen one together or even discussed them. I mean....I don't know. Where is this friendship coming from?
I think it's relationship issues. I think it's because we've known each other for so long, there's like this unspoken trust between us. I know about his sex life and he knows about mine. I know about his troubles and he knows about mine. I think the fact that we're just there for each other, no matter what, is what our friendship is based off of. Any time, anywhere, about anything, I can text him to complain. It's actually......pretty wonderful. I've told him things I've never told anyone else and same goes for him. I see. Wow.. that's a pretty fun friendship. Well done, us.