Craig and I are on a break.

We are going to talk about what we've thought about since being on a break tomorrow.

I need sleep.

i am so lonely.......

It is too much to ask for?

I'm not feeling good (might have brought an unexpected/unwanted souvenir from Peru) and I can't go anywhere and all I want to do is cuddle with my boyfriend.

Apparently his car wants to be on vacation for a little longer because it started smoking while he was driving it. But I guess it's ok enough for him to go to work and make a pit stop at target to get the latest pokémon game. *huge sigh of frustration* I even offered my car but he doesn't want to come and get it. *bigger sigh of frustration*

...I just want to see him.......


Also, I just want to eat solid food.

Almost 2 years

That's how long we've been dating.

Part of me feels like I don't know him any better. I swear, he tells more to other people than me. And it's not in my head.

We go see a movie. I ask him how it is. He says fine.
We get back to his room. His roomie asks how the movie was. He says it was really imaginative, good acting, interesting, etc.

A friend asks him what his plans are tomorrow so they might be able to meet up for breakfast food. He says he might go shopping to get a zippo lighter and stuff.
I ask him what his plans are tomorrow, he says he doesn't know. He didn't remember I was there with him while he was talking with that friend.

He admits that he answers me like he answers his mother. REALLY reassuring.

UUUUUGHALSKDFIAERFJNL;ANFD;AIHJDO;IFJALJDFS;!!!!!!

*bangs head on nearest hard surface*

There must be a better way to spend my Friday night....

thanks mom.....

So I WAS looking forward to opening my degree once it arrived in the mail, but my mom decided that she wanted to so she could frame it and surprise me.

Wrong.

I was really looking forward to it. More than I was when I got my big acceptance package from Bethel. Way more.

I earned that degree, I worked hard, and represents a lot of what I have gone through the last four years.

And now I feel really jipped.

The only thing worse would be having her know I'm pregnant before I even do, and then surprising me. (When/if that day come) (This did happen to a cousin of mine)

Confessions

I was a cheerleader in high school.

It was not a big thing and not impressive.

The cheerleaders were not the popular girls, like the stereotype goes. We were mostly ignored, especially when I started. The dancers were the popular girls. There were more bleach, bottle blonds, with the fake tans and clownish make-up on the dance team than the cheer team. We only started to become more popular when we had one of the teachers be our coach instead of some person not as closely affiliated to the school.

You know the song, "she is a cheerleader, I'm in the marching band", well, most of the girls on the squad were both, and were fairly proud of it. It was hard for a lot of them to choose between the two.

None of our peers payed any attention to us during the games. The football games were more about socializing than anything, which is weird. Given that context, how is it that the football players who didn't talk to people and socialize were able to be popular and the cheerleaders were not?

But I will admit, it is impressive to say. Craig's friends have mentioned, jokingly, how his first gf was a cheer captain, while he spend most of his HS years playing video games. Little did they know that I spend most of my afternoon on the days I didn't have PSEO practicing my Super Smash Bros moves in the back of my friend's van. Not what many imagine for a cheerleader.


I don't know why I felt like posting this. Maybe it's just the sociologist coming out in me and looking at my own life because it's one thing I can easily observe. *shrug*


Vegas has really screwed up my sleep schedule.