Back to Reality

I finally got home from my week of spring break last night around 1 am. Both of my flights home were delayed and I ended up having to stay in the Atlanta airport for a while. This would have bothered me, but I had found the TGI Fridays during my trip home a week ago and so I went back there and had a couple of drinks and some quesadillas and got to watch the entire new episode of Desperate Housewives last night! I had forgotten it was on, but this gay guy sitting near me asked the waitress to turn the channel there, and I was so happy when it came on!

I had a very productive last week because I made a point to see all of my family members and make at least a little time for my friends back home. I saw four movies last week, The Reader, The Watchmen, Confessions of a Shopaholic, and The Wrestler. They were all good, despite being such total opposite genres. The Watchmen was pretty weird and long, and let me warn any men that may go see this that there is a lot of male nudity, especially in the blue penis category. Anyone who has seen it knows what I mean. Okay, enough of that.

One of the highlights of my week was whenever The Pilot would call or text me. He called only twice and texted me every couple of days. It really made me like him even more to know that he was thinking about me when I was away. I'm still not sure how many girls he is or isn't dating, but I can see some potential there, nonetheless.

I tried to exercise a little last week, but pretty much failed miserably. I was supposed to work out with my trainer today, but I decided to cancel since I gained so much weight last week. I need another couple days of detox from all the eating out!

Hopefully the rest of this semester of school flys by and I'll be closer to getting back to the classes I need to be taking for my degree. I don't know why, but lately it's been hard for me to shake this lazy feeling. I'm sure it has to do with my weight and the way I feel in my body, so I know I need to start there. Wish me luck!

Vacay!

This post will be in list-thought order because I don't have much to say on any one topic.

Yay! I finally made it to today, and my vacation officially starts when I get on a plane in about 6 hours. I'm headed first to Louisiana to visit my best friend, who I've known since we were in elementary school. Then, I'll head over to my hometown which isn't that far from where my friend lives.

This week has been alright so far. I had two mid-terms and hopefully I did well on them. I think I did okay. I HOPE I DID OKAY!

I really like this new guy that I've only had one date with, Pilot (I decided to name him something since his name starts with S like most of the people I know! haha). He's been texting me every day and when I talked to him last night, he said he would miss me while I'm gone. Awww.

I'm going to try to get to a computer over the next week and a half, but I'll probably be posting less than usual, if at all.

Enjoy your weekend, blog friends!

Frienemies

Since I'm trying to be a big girl about what happened with my friend(s) last weekend, I decided to rant about it here instead of holding a grudge.

For starters, one of my good friends forgot my birthday altogether. She still hasn't acknowledged it, 3 days later. This is the same friend who I MADE DINNER FOR ON HER BIRTHDAY exactly one month ago! Cooked, bought a present for, went out to a sporting event with...on her birthday!

Moving on...my other friend, who I consider a best friend, who planned my party with me, helped me write the facebook invitation, replied that she was (obviously) coming, had bought candles, party hats, was bringing my "birthday princess" pin that we pass around our group of friends, did not show up until my party was over.

We were planning on all riding together since she lives right beside me, but it kept getting later and later, and she still wasn't ready, so I left with some other friends, assuming she was right behind us. We get to the party location, and I get a text from her saying she wasn't feeling well and would join us a little later (an hour, tops, I'm thinking). I texted her saying 'I hope you feel better. Come when you can.' Numerous unanswered texts, from me to her, and 3 hours later, she and her boyfriend show up, drunk. (She told me she had been drinking at home, alone, and didn't want to drive to her BEST FRIEND'S party alone, so she had waited for said bf) We had already finished my cake with no candles and were getting ready to leave. Because I was having a great time already, I just let the whole situation roll of my shoulder and I danced with her a little while and then we all left to continue the party elsewhere. I was going to be the big person and not let it get to me.

Jump to today: I go on facebook to discover pictures of my friend and her bf at SOMEONE ELSE'S b-day party (it wasn't even their b-day DAY like me) the night of mine (wearing the same clothes, etc) and they were WEARING MY PARTY HATS! AND the guy whose b-day party it was was WEARING MY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS PIN!!!!!! Are you kidding me??

So, she lied to me, lied some more, and then acted like everything was fine. No apologies for being late; nothing. I don't really know where to go from here with her. Part of me just wants to write her off completely. This is not okay. But, I don't want to be that person.

Should I confront her? Ask for an explanation? I don't know. I'm at a loss here. Big time.

People are always disappointing me. I guess I just try to see the good in people, but when you look at the world that way, you are always going to get let down.

So, this was the low point of my weekend. And it was a really. low. point.

My B-day Weekend

I am now officially one year older. I had such a great birthday weekend! We had a party planned for Saturday night at an ice skating rink and the adjacent bar/grill. There was a big turnout and a lot of my friends brought other friends, which made it so much more fun!

We decided to drink a little first and then go skating, you know, to make it more interesting! I had two beers and a birthday shot of lemon drop and I was ready to go! My skating tactic is to go as fast as I can, without falling. I never did and I bet if there was a speedometer on my person, it would have read at least 15 mph! Actually, only one guy in our group fell at all. I was getting pretty sweaty from all the skating and it was getting late, so we decided to go back over to the bar and have some cake that we brought from home. By then, the live band had started and they were sooo good! They played a huge variety of songs and although they were an unlikely group (all older, one blonde female lead singer and a big black guy on the guitar), they were terrific! We ate cake and I blew out my matchbook that was lit on fire (there were no candles due to my best friend not showing up yet with them...sore subject!). After one more drink, the group split up and some people went to a country bar across town, while a few of my friends and I went back to my place to continue the party. We had some more drinks and listened to music and watched funny youtube videos on my slow computer. I finally got to bed around 4 or 5 in the morning.

It was such a great day! I even met a new potential guy. More on that later!

Dream, dream, dream, dream, dre-e-e-e-eam

This is very similar to what my dream bathroom would look like. Big claw tub, lots of light from giant windows, and look!--snow outside!! I would so adore a nice hot bath in this very bathroom right now, with no stress, some English breakfast black tea with vanilla soy milk, and my pandora selections playing in the background amidst the scent of lavender vanilla.

I would love to retreat to dreamland right now and design every room of my imaginary house, but I still have a ton of work to get finished before my Spring Break starts next Wednesday afternoon. I am basically counting down the hours. This break is especially nice because I get to fly somewhere instead of drive. I will admit, though, that my love of flying has taken a slight hit in recent months as I have been on many planes with not nearly enough hot men sitting next to me with sexy foreign accents!

I tried flirting with this guy on my plane ride home from Thanksgiving a few months ago, but I had a suspicion he was gay, which was confirmed when I saw him making out with his boyfriend at baggage claim. I should have known by the David Sedaris book he was reading during flight. I personally love David Sedaris, but not many straight men would openly read any of his books on a plane. At least none that I know.

Now I'm off to accomplish something in the real world...studying, writing, lab reporting, and the eventual crying my eyes out because I HATE SCHOOL!!!

Thankful/Not

Since I am trying to be more optimistic, I will start with a list of things I am thankful for today...and then get to the list of things I am SO NOT thankful for today. Please to enjoy.

Today I am thankful that:

-I had a great ass-kicking workout with my trainer and I even rode my bike to the gym and back

-I went to class, despite seriously wanting to skip, and answered two questions correctly that the professor asked, thereby increasing my likability in his eyes, I hope

-I was able to take a hot, lavender-scented bath with lots of tea lite candles surrounding me, listening to Joshua Radin, drinking a Tuscan Orange Grapefruit Mich Ultra, after my workout

-I now have only one week until my Spring Break starts and I bought my plane tickets last night for my trip to see my best friend for a girls weekend, then go home for a few days

-It was gorgeous out today, not unlike every other day for a while now, and it was also a little cooler than the 88 degrees we've been having. Sooo nice!!

-LOST is tonight. I really shouldn't watch it because I have so much to do, but let's be honest, I'm going to anyway.


Today, I am NOT thankful that:

-My b-day is this weekend and I still haven't gotten any cards in the mail. :(

-I still haven't heard from aforementioned guy, L (sorry but I have no idea how to link to another post, so just look down), and I am more than disappointed

-After my binge-eating today I look like I'm at least 6 months pregnant. Seriously.

-I haven't even started my paper and lab report due Friday. Ouch! I see late nights and coffee in my near future

-I think I scared J away this weekend. I haven't talked to him since Sunday and it was really nice having him call me all the time there for a while. I may just have to call him up myself.


That's enough. Now it looks like my day was overall optimistic since I have more "thankfuls" than "nots."

V-day

So, Valentines Day was awesome, and not because of the boy I had dinner and made out with OR because my awesome parents send me a dozen roses!

The day started out with me being hungover from Friday night. I actually went out every night this weekend, including Sunday. I layed around Saturday and cleaned up my apartment a bit. Around 5 I started getting ready for dinner at J's. He was cooking me dinner for Valentines Day, even though the words "Valentines Day" had never come out if his mouth. He asked me "what I was doing Saturday" and "Did I want to go out or stay in?" I opted to stay in so that we wouldn't have to be surrounded by couples in love. I am far from in love with him at this point. I'm not even sure I like him very much yet.

I got to his place around 7:15--late again!--and apologized for being such a bad/late date. He had gotten us steaks to grill, veggies, and chocolate fondue with fruit for dessert. He also gave me a nice box of chocolates which I thought was nice, because I wasn't expecting anything from him on this random Saturday! LOL

We hung out and watched a movie for a while before he put dinner on the grill. He then proceeded to unknowingly start a fire and burn our dinner on the grill as well. I totally didn't mind and was just happy that he put forth the effort, but he was visibly upset that he had burned it and kept apologizing. I tried to reassure him as best I could that it was perfectly delicious anyway.

After that, we headed up onto his roof to watch some fireworks that were going off near his place. It was fun and kind of romantic, but it was also cloudy, so no stars...or sparks.

I talked a lot and tried to open up to him a little bit but he didn't ask me any questions and was still in his jokey/on-the-surface mode. It ticked me off a little so I made out with him for a little while and then decided to leave early, at about 11.

I had been secretly texting with a friend of mine all night who was at a singles party we were all invited to. When I left J's house I called her and she told me that everyone was heading downtown to a couple of clubs and I should come. I debated for about 15 seconds (mostly because I was in casual clothes--not clubbing clothes) and then decided to go.

I am so glad I did! My friend and I rode with two other guys who were at the party--one I knew and one I didn't. We got downtown and started having a couple of drinks and guy I didn't know, L and I started talking and dancing together. Pretty soon he was focusing his attention on me and leading me around by holding my hand. I'm not gonna lie; I started getting a major crush on him!! He is not my normal type, but then, I don't really have a type.

We stayed out until 4 am and I had had a few drinks, but I paced myself so I was only a little tipsy at the end of the night. I was so happy when L asked for my number at the end of the night!

This was Saturday night/Sunday early morning. And...no call yet! Grrr...he got me all excited by asking for my number and then no call. He even called my phone to make sure it was the right number when I gave it to him. I really hope he does call, but I kind of think if he hasn't called by now, he may not. Geez, I really liked him! A LOT more than J!

P.S. I realize how messed up it was that I went out after J had cooked me dinner for V-day and asked me to stay the night and all, but I just wasn't feeling it with him.

Maybe I'll have some good news about L in the next couple of days!! I can dream, can't I?