Saturday, January 20, 2007

098. Aint nuttin' but a

The party last night was fantastic. We had good music, a great game of beer pong, Kings and Never Have I Ever. It was a good crowd, and I think we made a small profit. I was completely trashed, and I woke up this morning with a "tattoo" on my back. Danny signed me with blue magic marker. Henry sent me a message sometime last night, but I didn't get it until this morning. "After-party at your place?" What a horndog. We had a lot of fun. I danced with and got-molested-by a gay man. I learned really neat—and a little weird—things about my friends. I can't remember most of it, though. And I didn't smoke a cigarette. Three months now, I haven't touched them. Go me. I woke up around ten, not hungover, which is good. I need to do actual work today. Tomorrow I am back in the wonderful world of retail.

Friday, January 19, 2007

097. Yoga Bear

I've started taking yoga classes through the university. The first class was this morning, and I really enjoyed it. The professor explained about stress and how to overcome it—it was neat. Then we actually started breathing techniques and positions. I feel very relaxed. I haven't heard from Henry at all. I'm concerned. I dont know what we have, and I have been telling myself not to get emotionally invested. I'm not, I know he thinks I'm attractive, and that makes me happy. But I am tired of waiting around. I know he is busy with work, but I wish i knew what was going on. If he doesn't want a relationship, okay, then I'll stop waiting. I'm not a particularly honest person, but I'm loyal. As long as I am still tied to him, I won't screw around with another person. And, no, I am not contradicting myself. I told my summer fling that we weren't serious. He wanted more and his ex meddled. I am tired of waiting. Classes began this week. I more or less like my professors. Tonight is our kick-off party. There will be Jello Shots and booze. It's going to be a good year. I have a phone interview with a software company today. Wish me luck!

Friday, January 5, 2007

096. Reflection and that jazz.

Did you know the silver coating that makes mirrors reflect is covered over by a copper coating? Without it, the silver would be easily scratched and ruined. Holidays are going. Spent New Years with the family, tipsy on strawberry margueritas and champagne. I've been sleeping in the past few days and staying up late. I usually have no trouble sleeping, and I am a heavy sleeper, too. For the past few days, unfortunately, I've woken up in the middle of the night multiple times, or I can't sleep until 2 and 3 am, and then I wake up at 6, 8, 10 and finally noon. In the mornings, I just don't want to wake up, but there is too much noise downstairs for me to really sleep. I hope this resolves itself when I am back in Boston. I'm excited to get settled with the new roommates. This'll be an interesting semester--I hope the drama is kept to a minimum. I ordered books today, as well as icecube shot glass trays. Hehe. They're being shipped to my apartment, so Ill have them when I get home. We'll use them for the next party, and it will be awesome. I haven't spoke to Henry much. It's hard, over the internet. I am terrified of being clingy. No one wants to be that clingy girl. What are we even? I don't want to say I'm not attached, but I like him. He must like me. The sex isn't that great. But he likes looking in my eyes. It's really hard for me to keep eye contact. Do you think he notices? I do too. I like the feeling of his arms around me, and I miss it. I miss him. Whats worse, is my friends and family are constantly: How's Henry? How's your boyfriend? He's not a boyfriend. He's a boy...thing. I don't know what he is. But I miss it. I'm such a girl.