What a boring week
I hate when you get those weeks where everything is so routine and mundane. Ick. I've come to a point in my college career where I could really just give a shit about whether or not I make a's or b's (c's are perfectly fine with me right now), sleep seems like the most important thing on my priority list, and i just can't seem to spend enough time with Ry--I wish we saw eachother more often.
I guess it works out with us to where we see eachothother about three nights a week. Which means, each of us gets our private time--but it also makes me miss him. This is the first time in my life where the guy I was seeing didn't have much free time--it's also the firs time in my life where I don't have that much free time to play either. I like that we aren't confined to eachother, but I do wish we had a similar schedule so that we could eat lunch together or study together or something. I dunno. It's weird. For the first time in my life, my relationship isn't a priority--is that a good thing?
I'm going home this weekend--is it bad that I don't like going home anymore? My parents treat me like a little girl, and I hate it! I can't wait to move back home to bossier and into an apartment of my own. Sheesh. I'll have it all: a job, a place of my own, my cat's company, and a guy to come up and see me on weekends (well some anyway).
Random thought, I think I've reached a weight plateau. No weight is being gained, yet no weight is being lost. I think its time to up the anty and start doing more weights and longer time on the treadmill: i have a month to look hot in a two-piece bikini! PUMP IT UP!
I guess it works out with us to where we see eachothother about three nights a week. Which means, each of us gets our private time--but it also makes me miss him. This is the first time in my life where the guy I was seeing didn't have much free time--it's also the firs time in my life where I don't have that much free time to play either. I like that we aren't confined to eachother, but I do wish we had a similar schedule so that we could eat lunch together or study together or something. I dunno. It's weird. For the first time in my life, my relationship isn't a priority--is that a good thing?
I'm going home this weekend--is it bad that I don't like going home anymore? My parents treat me like a little girl, and I hate it! I can't wait to move back home to bossier and into an apartment of my own. Sheesh. I'll have it all: a job, a place of my own, my cat's company, and a guy to come up and see me on weekends (well some anyway).
Random thought, I think I've reached a weight plateau. No weight is being gained, yet no weight is being lost. I think its time to up the anty and start doing more weights and longer time on the treadmill: i have a month to look hot in a two-piece bikini! PUMP IT UP!