It is about...11:05 pm on a Sunday night...and I have yet to finish half of my "APUSH" outline...I actually hate it when people refer to it as that...I dont know why...its one of those strange aversions that I can't quite fathom.

I quasi-agree to give Jesse a ride to Jazz each monday...however I didn't officially say yes so I don't want to just show up at his house...but I don't want to not and then have him not be able to get there...but I don't have a way of contacting him either. Haha, wow okay. I'm basically just talking to myself. Which, in essense, is what this blog is for anyway, so no harm done.

As for the boy, it didn't work out. And I'm sad. First cry in a few months. I'm actually proud of myself that I was able to hold out that long, perhaps I'm healing? :]

But its still sad. I have no desire to go to school tomorrow. Perhaps the reason why I'm putting off my homework so much... because as soon as I finish it I can go to sleep. And as much as I'd love some sleep, I don't want to wake up.

It looks like I'm partners with Paul[bert] for Halloween...should be interesting.

I really would have been so amused if we could have gone as Roger and Jessica Rabbit. But he's not so easy to please.

I think it'll end up being Jack and Sally from the Nightmare Before Christmas...because anything else he agreed to, if you saw me standing there without him, you'd have no idea who I was.

And while the couple thing is fun, you should be able to at least recognize what couple you are when you're alone. Plus the fact that I'm not very familiar with the other ones anyway.

Although, it would be amusing for him to dress up as King Kong, i must admit.


Anyways, 2 weeks and 2 days...longer than a lot of my past relationships, I suppose I shouldn't complain.

I guess when I find someone that I really click with, things will fall into place better.

But for now I'm allowing myself some room for sadness to kick in.

Maybe tomorrow I'll feel free and happy.

I hope this doesn't force me back into my shell...I was doing so well.




I met the whole Hauser family!:]
No, I lied. I met the Caruli family...Beccas moms side.
It was fun, she had more family at that one party[which consisted of only one side] than I think I have in total...probably double.

Lets see...on my moms side I have one aunt, one uncle [if you count marriage, then I'd have two uncles], a grandma, a grandpa and two cousins.

On my dads side I have one aunt [and one uncle if you count marriage], and one grandma.

That concludes that, without going into great aunts and their families.

Her mom has 5 siblings...so she has a lot of aunts/uncles cousins.

It was fun trying to remember who everyone was and where in the family they belonged...of course she had to tell me that Lisa's name was Stacy and get me all flustered...and not remember which boy was Ryan, which was Matthew, and which was Kevin. But I got it. :]

I like meeting peoples families.

Those who want to meet my family have it fairly easy. Plus the fact that one aunt/uncle/both cousins live on the complete other side of the country, so the odds of someone getting to meet them unless they pretty much live with me for 5 years are not very high.

Anyway, I should finish this stupid outline and go to sleep. If I decide to go to sleep at all that is. I should have read the Scarlet Letter...