Boring, boring, boring.

I wish that I had some sort of exciting something to share with you after all these days, but really I do not. My last date was Friday night and it was good. It was really good. And yet, it was confusing for a girl such as me. I want to see him again but I have to wait. I don't like the waiting. The places my mind goes in the midst of quiet, are really not places that should be explored. I've sort of got this complex about being needy and stuff. Argh. It's been that sort of week. My body aches and is so bloated I can barely move. I've been eating and sleeping and not treating myself all that well. I feel awful, really. My jaw hurts. My face feels huge. My kankles are almost cartoonish. It's not pretty, friends. Not pretty at all. And  it's only Wednesday. If I didn't have school, Wednesday would see like an accomplishment. But with school, it means that I still have an entire night, day, and night ahead of me. Luckily I took Friday off or I think I would poke myself in the eye to relieve the pain. Tonight is massage night which is good. However, the pain in my body may make it difficult. We are learning enhanced routines which means we need to focus rather than enjoy. I'm not sure that I have the focus inside.

Last night was a good night. Last night I got a text from an extortionist. This sounds bad to you. For me, this is good. The extortion is of the good variety. And then I sat and watched How I Met Your Mother with my friends and we giggled. We giggled so much. Man, that's the best time I'd had since Friday night. Actually, it was the best sort of sober, kid-like fun I've had in a long, long time. I don't even remember the last time, really. That moment, so simple, will be captured in my head and heart for a very long time. It may even be one of those that sticks with me forever. That's the type of thing that happens for me. It's those simple moments that just do it. Don't tell anyone that, though. It's kind of embarrassing. I love my friends. I'm feeling really, really emotional and girly. I'm pretty proud that I didn't send Brian any messages like I was so tempted to do the last couple nights in the midst of my confusion.

I think I should head out of here early and spend some extra time at the gym stretching this disgusting body and mind. I need something different to wake me up and get me back to normalcy. So that's it... super dull right now. Sorry. I promise, I should liven up a bit soon. To make up for it, I'll leave ya with a silly, funny, great little ditty, compliments of the boy I'm dating

First of May by Jonathan Coulton