So this weekend was fun. Friday night Amy, Mal, and I went out with the Petting Zoo/Alcatraz boys to the Sportsgarden. We met Erich Wittmer's dad. I may or may not have danced with Boger all night. Sweaty sweaty and jumping. It was fun. Saturday was the big Homecoming day/night. The pictures are up on facebook...we were all drinking all day. It was absurd. I passed out drunk at 10 pm. Ridiculous, right? Apparently, I was so drunk I was really mean to Beau. I woke up the next day, read my text messages and was soooo embarassed. He just laughed at me though because the night before he'd been out of control too. So everything was happy. Yesterday I hung out all day with Vince and Emily and was just having a good day. I went to Beau's to sleep. That boy is melting my heart. He's so sweet it's ridiculous and he weirdly understands me. The difficult parts of me...he just understands.
We went to lunch on Friday and then just hung out in my living room. He let me pick the show (CSI) and he just held my hand and scratched my head the whole time. I told him some more about my past and he just listened and when I got to the sad parts he'd stop me and kiss me or hug me tight. This morning I woke up when he did at 6:30 am (swim practice). I guess he woke up 5 min too early so he laid back in bed with me but he does this thing when he doesn't want to leave me. He lays facing me with his forehead pressed against mine and he wraps his arms as tight around me as he can and just holds on to me. We've gotten to the stage where when I stay at his place, if he has to leave before me I just sleep there until I need to go. And he does this thing where anytime he leaves me to go somewhere he walks away and then comes back for one last kiss. I don't know...it's just so cute. Mitch kinda mocked me about him this weekend...people ask me if he's gay. Apparently people think we make a really odd pair which I guess makes sense if you know the both of us independent of one another. And I finally stopped caring. Beau told me it's the differences that he likes the most about me. He's good and kind to me, you know? That's all that matters.
I was happy all weekend and then I got a call from my dad. My mom is moving out tomorrow. I got a little dark again. Char is on the phone crying again...My Nina just left me a voicemail asking for my help. They're trying to get my parents back together. I'm fucking sick of this. I want to be happy.
When can I get off this rollercoaster?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment