Am I just being paranoid?
I don’t know if it’s the weed that’s been in my system but I’m feeling a bit paranoid. I was in a decent mood yesterday afternoon, but then shit got weird. I think girlfriend is mad at me.
I don’t know if mad is the right word but I really think something is up, something just doesn’t seem the same. We had a 30min conversation yesterday evening that was pretty rough, for a girl who normally has a lot to say, she didn’t really say much. I don’t know what’s going on. Maybe we’ve reached phase two of our relationship, the honeymoon is over. Or maybe I’m just being unreasonable; it’s just one conversation Andrew.
I called her this morning. On the nights where we don’t get to talk before bed, I offer to call her in the morning for a wake up call and mini-conversation. I got up extra early so that I could be at school at 8am to call her from one of the labs. I left my house at 6:30am and make to school by 7:45am, not bad. We chatted about our evenings and then about her plans for tonight. End of phone conversation; she had to go get ready for the gym.
I went downstairs to where my 8:30am class was and logged into MSN. She was still online and we chatted some more. I asked her if everything was okay, and then if she had an issues with me. She said no and told me to stop being foolish, I told her that I wouldn’t bring it up again. She’ll be home tonight, I might stay home tonight and just talk to her on the phone. It sucks not having her around more, we both miss each other. Next time I’ll be able to see her is my birthday weekend, that’ll be a great weekend.
Yesterday night was so much fun! It was a Thursday night with a Friday night feel to it. We (Matt, Avik, Percilla, Yung Trish, Pamela and myself) had this wonderful Thai dish that Pamela put together and then Percilla drove to get Indian food at Tandoory Pearl! Mean Girls with Lindsey Lohan was jokes! She’s only 18 but those boobies are looking really ripe! (BTW: Great boobie conversation yesterday night in Rubio garage! I should start calling Pamela "Buttons") My boy Hov was on Conan last night, when I get rich I’m getting a stylist. It’s not that I make poor fashion choices, I just think it would be cool to have a person incharge of getting me all the newest Jordans and pimped out clothing to go with it. Another classic night at the Rubio’s, thanks ladies.
I need to get something for my Mom’s birthday soon. I can’t be spending money on myself and not hook up Mom, that just wouldn’t be right.
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