Feel better. Please!
D. had some work to do today with another guy on this company thing. Which is fine. Except he lives in a teeny tiny STUDIO APARTMENT. There is no where for me to escape to. I’m kind of tired of listening to the technical talk. I just want to go climb under the covers until I feel better.
I know that I am whining. But I feel so terrible right now and that makes me whiny. Sorry.
Two Advil in and my head (and just upper body in general) is still all achy. My body needs to get the fuck over it. I do not want to be all sick right now.
I went to the mall and there was a giant forever 21. And I just decided I had to have pretty clothes. I got home only to realize that I hate the way one of the dresses fits my hips. It gets too tight and just weird. Blurgh. I hate when that happens.
I got some cute earrings though. :)
It was fun. We went to ikea (holy crap, i love ikea) and bought some things for his apartment. It was nice getting to have an opinion about what he bought. We came home and assembled things. I put a table together all by myself. Now, he is making me a late dinner. It’s pretty adorable.
It was a god day.
But there are six people in a two bedroom apartment right now. It’s smoother than you would expect, but considering I am used to having my two bedroom apartment mostly to myself, it’s a little disconcerting.
Amazingly, this Christmas has been good. I miss my mom but I’m ok. D.’s family helps immensely.
I also got my awesome bag!
- last minute Christmas shopping
- house cleaning
- making myself all pretty
I am having my first of 3 (maybe 4… I can’t remember) Christmas’s on Thursday. I love Christmas.
I miss my mom, but being here makes it better. I was planning on riding with a friend but that didn’t work out. Derek’s parents drove from Nashville to Knoxville in order to take me home. I appreciate more than anyone knows. Home is good for me.
I made cookies with my younger cousins last night and I finished getting everyone’s Christmas present’s ready today. Now I am playing Wii. (and I am pretty sure I am getting one for christmas! sweet)
Being here is oh so good.
you forget that it is Saturday and call at 7am, and even though you just woke them up that early, they don’t get mad.
I am almost 21 years old. But I am a complete baby when I don’t feel good and when I am very tired (I am currently both… damn insomnia). I just want attention and someone to love me and hug me. That used to be my mom.
I remember the first time I got sick at college, it was well into my freshman year, around finals. I made my best friend sit with me for hours. He also bought me Gatorade. I called my mom like twice a day but never told her I was sick because I didn’t want to worry her.
And now there is no best friend and no mommy.
I hate being alone right now, so much that I can’t even put it into words. But I also don’t want to be around just anyone, it has to be one of the few people that I am completely comfortable around. Unfortunately, none of those people are a possibility and that sucks.
Ugh. I really just need to grow the fuck up. I feel pathetic.
I am so proud to be a UT student.