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My head is fuzzy tonight like I haven’t eaten in a while, but just ate an hour ago. I don’t get it, why can’t I feel heathly? This is really getting to me, I go to the doctor’s to find out why I have no energy and feel like shit 90% of the time and they find nothing. I just want to feel good for a change. I eat healthy and try to get sleep but ech, when ever I’m not in class my body just falls apart. I think that I’m addicted to school…. I can’t wait till it starts up again.
If hot dogs are made of the lips and ass holes of pigs what are veggie dogs made of? Veggies have no lips and ass holes…..
It popped into my head as I was editting a post and thought that the world should know my ponderings.
What a lovely weekend, it let me know that I was real. I got into Indiana friday night and did the ritual cleaning at Will’s, I don’t mind it and I think that it makes him feel good that his girlfriend will clean his home. We tried to go to bed early but I couldn’t sleep and had a restless night. I ended up waking up at 4:30 am, which wasn’t bad because we were waking up at 5 anyway for the trip to Chicago.
The trip to Chicago was great even though there were a few set backs (we got there an hour early because Will and I both forgot about the time difference, Will forgot to bring a change of clothes for after fencing, and my new shoes were no good for walking Lake Shore Drive.) But the fencing was great to watch and I feel that I’m beginning to understand the sport a little more. I finally came out and told Will that I would enjoy trying to learn it some time. o^_^o After fencing we made our way to Navy Pier. Orginally the plan was to pick up the trolly but that didn’t work out and we walk all the way there. In my new (and very cute mind you) shoes my feet were not happy and told this through a few blisters. I wanted to blame Will for making me walk so far but he was too sweet all day and I couldn’t do that to him. After getting something to eat at Bubba Gump Shimp House (I think that is the right name) we rode on the famous ferris wheel. At first I did it to work on my summer project (Something New, fear: high and slow moving rides) but once I was on it I realized how romantic it was. I know that lots of people do it but Will kissed me when our cart was at the top and it reminded me of our first time we had kissed like that. It made me feel normal and not as crazy as I feel when I’m alone. I was scared that I wouldn’t feel like that again after our first kiss, it was really speical… I glad that it wasn’t lost to one moment.
Sunday was spent mostly sleeping and recouping from the trip. The extra sleep and relaxation was much needed and much enjoyed. It was an odd day though, Will had more energy than I and later on that night we had a fight. There wasn’t yelling or anything that one would first think of happening with a fight. More silence than anything, but we worked things out. I love that Will will fight with me and not just agree to try to get out of it easily. But I think from the stress of my crazy sleep pattern (or lack there of), the change in weather and the stress from Sunday night I woke up Monday with a mirgrain. So our last day together wasn’t all that eventful.
Over all though the weekend was very nice. I realize how close to Chicago Will lives so I’m planning on going there more offen, maybe Will and I will “art” some as he puts it at the museums.
This weekend gets the lame prize. I moved back home for part of the summer (now through June 17) and Will came down to help. I really loved having the help, it is just that we moved the whole weekend and only had a few hours (maybe 3) of time to our selves. (Which turned into dropping my car off to get fixed, Jungle Jim’s, and sitting in the back yard watching Pepper play in the pond.) I think I’m just spoiled from our last visit which was 6 days long. I’m planning on going to visit him this up coming weekend, my step brother is home and I would rather not be. It was Will’s idea for me to visit too, so I’m not going to turn down the offer to spend more time with him. It was odd having a visit with Will that we didn’t get to wake up together in the morning. Since I moved back in with my parents he was in the guest room. But my mom and Randy both really like him, Will is actually the first boyfriend that Randy has really talked too and enjoyed spending time with. So everything is going great, I’m just feeling the distance lately since I’m out of school and have moved back home. It feels really final now that almost everything that I own is in boxes. This school year is done and I only have 2 more till I’m out in the real world. Anyone feel like panicking with me?
I want to curl up into a ball and not have to move for the next couple of days. Let’s just say that I hate swtiching where I’m living with a passion that would shake the heavens.
