"muffinface, your not a space cadet!"
@ 9:45 pm on 04 February 2005
Slowly Im working my way to completing my homework. I decided Im not gonna kill myself going over all my school materials for midterms, cause it'll just make me crazy and I'll do shitty.
Tonight, I did manage to write my 2 pg. paper on ethics for my psych class and wrote my paper on what I'd change about the prison sys for sociology. I dont understand my english homework... cause Im a retard. Weeee!
Our landlady was overally nice to me yesterday. Betty, her secretary, mentioned to me, "Ive heard *alot* about you...." I just smiled. Yup. I bet she has since me and the 'ol landlady and her husband have gone through many wars in almost a years time. Heh. I rule!
Anyway, I prolly talked to her in her office for a good 45 mins. about her job, my school, my soon-to-be profession, her daughter, Anthony and his school/job, our dogs.... how the new neighbors are. Heh.
Than she asked me if the boy and I were considering getting a house. Kinda threw me off.
I mean, I know we want a house at some point but to like, buy one? Eh. No, not right now. Even if we did go that route we already know we plan on building on the land he inherits, which is fucking awesome.
I mentioned to the boy that me and the landlady were being civil... he had a look of shock on his face, heh. Hell, I prolly did too now that I think about it.
My frogs came today at 10am. Fucking FedEx waking me from my wonderful slumber. I dragged my ass out of bed and went down to the door to see a white box in my doors entry. I was like, "Wooohooo! Frogs!"
I carefully opened them up and than ran up the stairs to our bedroom to wake the boy up. He actually got up. We were all excited about the frogs and how they looked, etc. They are damn cute. I ordered a blue-legged mantella and a cuban red-eyed tree frog. So, now Stripey (our tanzanian blue-toed frog that we bought back in Dec., in NE) has roommates. I dont know how thrilled he is about that since earlier he literally flicked the red-eyed frog into the water part of their habitat. Anthony thinks Stripey is being like, "Yo, biatch! This is my place..."
I guess he'll learn to share. Lil does Stripey know the boy and I are going to a reptile show tomorrow to (hopefully) get acouple more froggy friends. I'll be tossing pics up soon, so stay tuned. Anyone have froggy names they'd like to contribute to the cause? Thank you.
Found out lastnight that Rog (my daughters father) is engaged to be married. Him and his gurl plan on getting married by the Justice of the Peace. They sent away for papers and all that good stuff. I noticed on their webcam he was sporting a ring on the 'ol Im attached finger. I think it was the first time I was envious and even abit jealous. *sigh*
Not envious/jealous that hes taken and happy... because they really are doing one of the things I want more than anything... to be married.
I doubt that will ever happen to me. Who the hell would be stupid enough to commit to a lifetime with me? Sure, your thinking, "Oh, you have Anthony and one day he will ask you, blah, blah, blah..." but what if it doesnt? And I know Im gonna sound so petty, so selfish but how long do I have to wait? We'll be together for 2 yrs in Aug. '05. Isnt that long enough? Is he still deciding? Gah.
I mean by no means am I ready to be married. At least I dont think I am so if thats the case why am I fretting over whether we will or wont get married? I think sometimes I start to feel like this because everyone asks me, everyone wants to know whats gonna happen... but how can I answer anyone when I dont know myself?
Rog's grandma and cousin ask me all the time, Anthony's parents and his brother along with his wife ask when we plan on having kids, friends of mine ask.... it makes me happy yet depresses me so much. What if the one thing I want more than anything in this lifetime (marriage/kids) never happens?
Suck. Suck. Suck!
The boy also informed me we would be doing our Valentine Day (whatever it is we plan) the weekend before the 14th, since he has to work and I have class. Midterms, matter of fact. Maybe I should bring the teachers some valentines candy and a card so they at least see how much I appreciate them. HA!
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