Studious.
Happy Friday, all! Thursday was alright if not incredibly productive. The water bottle interception was good, and we want to do it more, and often, and I did thoroughly enjoy the time. We gave away all our water bottles, which was great.
We ate a lot of candy too. No matter. I treated myself to Panda, which was excellent, but Elisse was on the verge of tears the whole time she was there, which was bad. She wouldn't tell us what was wrong, but we made plans for the three of us to hang out at Rivka's apartment, make food, watch movies, and spew about what's going wrong in our lives. I feel good about this, even if I have no idea when it will actually happen.
After finishing there I walked across campus to Geology lab, where Dana and I did the usual thing of doing work while Stevan and Brendan argued and carried on. When done we parted ways and I headed to my apartment for a couple of hours. At six thirty I left, went to the library, and met Rom who looked absolutely miserable. I then convinced him to go to the movie with me, which I think he enjoyed. Reed was late, but he did make it, and we three sat together. I whispered to Reed "she's totally a lesbian."
Also, I want to know, what happened to Bernard? Nobody cares except me!
After the movie was over we walked back to the apartments talking about movies and things of the like. Then he went into his apartment and Rom followed me into mine, collapsed on my bed, and begged for some hot tea. You'd think he never had a cold before in his life. Of course I don't want his cold, but I've taken no precautions to not catch it, so I'll be miserable soon. And then I'll collapse in his bed and beg for tea. Excellent idea.
He also inadvertently said he loved me tonight. I don't remember exactly what the words were, but they were "I love my girlfriend and how she..." something something something. He didn't realise what he said, eve when I baited him. "You love your girlfriend?" I hope he isn't ready to toss around words like that yet; we aren't even to two months yet. But he is sayng odd things at times. Tonight he mentioned that he wouldn't always be poor. The future is such a strange topic for me since I never think about it. Sure, maybe a year in advance, maybe, but the actual future? Never. Not since my last boyfriend had me convinced that we were fate and amazing and would be together forever. Or a year and a half. Whichever comes first.
But after Rom said that I got to thinking. He will be fairly well off, someday. You don't get your Ph.D. and live in poverty, after all. You don't become eccentrically rich, but you do travel and not worry about bills so hard. I could see the world...
But no. I can't think like that. Whenever I start to daydream I lose complete track of what is important. Like, trig.
But we'd have beautiful caramel colored babies...
TRIG.
Bu-
TRIG.
I'd-
TRIG TRIG ALGEBRA CHEMISTRY TRIG .
I better go to bed before this gets more outlandish.
We ate a lot of candy too. No matter. I treated myself to Panda, which was excellent, but Elisse was on the verge of tears the whole time she was there, which was bad. She wouldn't tell us what was wrong, but we made plans for the three of us to hang out at Rivka's apartment, make food, watch movies, and spew about what's going wrong in our lives. I feel good about this, even if I have no idea when it will actually happen.
After finishing there I walked across campus to Geology lab, where Dana and I did the usual thing of doing work while Stevan and Brendan argued and carried on. When done we parted ways and I headed to my apartment for a couple of hours. At six thirty I left, went to the library, and met Rom who looked absolutely miserable. I then convinced him to go to the movie with me, which I think he enjoyed. Reed was late, but he did make it, and we three sat together. I whispered to Reed "she's totally a lesbian."
Also, I want to know, what happened to Bernard? Nobody cares except me!
After the movie was over we walked back to the apartments talking about movies and things of the like. Then he went into his apartment and Rom followed me into mine, collapsed on my bed, and begged for some hot tea. You'd think he never had a cold before in his life. Of course I don't want his cold, but I've taken no precautions to not catch it, so I'll be miserable soon. And then I'll collapse in his bed and beg for tea. Excellent idea.
He also inadvertently said he loved me tonight. I don't remember exactly what the words were, but they were "I love my girlfriend and how she..." something something something. He didn't realise what he said, eve when I baited him. "You love your girlfriend?" I hope he isn't ready to toss around words like that yet; we aren't even to two months yet. But he is sayng odd things at times. Tonight he mentioned that he wouldn't always be poor. The future is such a strange topic for me since I never think about it. Sure, maybe a year in advance, maybe, but the actual future? Never. Not since my last boyfriend had me convinced that we were fate and amazing and would be together forever. Or a year and a half. Whichever comes first.
But after Rom said that I got to thinking. He will be fairly well off, someday. You don't get your Ph.D. and live in poverty, after all. You don't become eccentrically rich, but you do travel and not worry about bills so hard. I could see the world...
But no. I can't think like that. Whenever I start to daydream I lose complete track of what is important. Like, trig.
But we'd have beautiful caramel colored babies...
TRIG.
Bu-
TRIG.
I'd-
TRIG TRIG ALGEBRA CHEMISTRY TRIG .
I better go to bed before this gets more outlandish.