Saw Mary again tonight :) We had a lot of fun... even with all of the waiters hitting on us. haha.
I'm quite irritated right now and I'm not sure that I should be, but I guess I can't help the way I feel. Sigh. That sucks.
It's been a long week. I'm really tired.
somewhere north
'cause I give you my life and all I am...
Saturday, May 29, 2004
Sunday, May 23, 2004
Well last night was a lot of fun. Mary and I went to Starbucks and La Madeleine and sat outside and enjoyed the gorgeous warm weather as we caught up on the last several months. It's been forever since we've seriously just sat and talked about everything. Heck, the night before was the first time I'd talked to her on the phone like old times.
I remember freshman year of college when I used to call her to cry and talk about everything that was going on. We'd call each other like we did in high school. Our phones were our ways of keeping in touch.
And then life swept us away from each other. Thank God we can drive and visit now. It's not the same, but that's okay :)
I got an email today from Amanda begging me to go to the DASH get together. I'm trying to find a way out there - it's sooo far away from my house, but I can't let her get fed to the wolves like that, so I'll figure something out.
I'm listening to a lot of old songs on this computer, and it's bringing back lots of old and lost memories. It's kinda nice, but strange at the same time. Reminds me of high school and all that came with that. Hmm.
If you can't understand then you'll have to believe
there's too much of you and not enough of me - 3 Doors Down
Remember that?? I'm so old.
Friday, May 21, 2004
Okay. So being home rocks - I absolutely adore having a sinus infection and it being hot in my room. Woohoo! (gag)
I can't wait til my health improves enough so that I can go and work. I don't want to sign up to work and have them think that I sound like a man with my new and improved sinus infection voice. Because as sweet as that would be, I don't want to be thought of as a man. Oooh well ;)
I'm debating whether or not to go to my high school class get together. While I haven't seen most of these girls for two years now, I'm not sure enough time has elapsed for them to actually treat me nicely. I emailed one of them the other day to see if she wanted help planning the get together and she never got back to me, so I figured she is still the same jerk that she's always been. Arg.
I really don't like the fact that all of my friends live so far away from me. I mean, they were a fair drive before, but now it's just ridiculous due to the move. And of course, the friend that I had that actually lives really close by doesn't really talk to me anymore, so that sucks.
I guess I should call some people and see what they're up to. Maybe they'll surprise me and actually want to see me. Amanda and Mary have both called, which were pleasant surprises. I don't know, I guess I'm just jealous of the fact that John has someone to hang out with probably anytime he wants, and I have basically nobody.
Annnyway. That's enough whining. I think I'll get back to doing something at least slightly productive. Later.
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
One month later. Yes.
So here I am, sitting at my computer in my Houston home. It's nice to be back, I guess, but for some reason I feel as if I'm kidding myself. I guess in a way I think that tomorrow I'm going to start packing up my stuff and make my way back up to ND to be with John and others. Of course, that's not happening. I won't get to see him for another three months.
It's actually 100 days from today. Weird.
So either I'm not so scared of the length of time or it just hasn't hit me yet. I kind of hope it's the first one, because I don't want to break down in the next couple of days.
I've spent some rather nice days here so far - with the exception of my horrendous cough. Ugh. I hope my home friends come back soon because I'm getting bored around here. Of course, there is the job that I need to start soon, but I'll get to that eventually. Sigh.
Anyway. Here I am. Let's get this summer on the road.
