The Past Week...

Went by so fast, yet so much happened. Monday, my birthday, was absolutely boring for the most part. To begin with, it was on a Monday. What a terrible birthday. Plus, turning 19 isn't really the highlight of your life. Except i can now get into Webster Hall. But i woke up, went to class, got food, and then did homework. Then i took a nap until 4 and went to class again. Directly after i went to another class, for 3 hours. By the time i was back to my room, it was 10pm. 12 hour day of school on my birthday. Lovely. When i got back i was expecting to cuddle with Corey and watch movies. I was wrong. I got back to him making me something he had apparently been working on for 3 hours already, and it was for me and Valentine's Day/birthday. Well, i had two hours left of my birthday so i decided to relax and do homework and watch tv. I also didn't have class the next day, so i poured myself a few cocktails and chilled. Well, it turned 12am...so it was now Valentine's Day. And Corey was nowhere to be seen. I got upset, but whatever. I was going to give him his gifts but i figured i'd wait til tomorrow. I was super excited about whatever he was making. He decided to use my computer to figure out how to do it, though, so it was in my history and i knew what he was making. But i only knew the name, not what it looked like, because i didn't want to creep. So again, i was excited about my "origami rose." Around 2am, me being almost asleep, he walks in and slams the door. He looked exhausted and i was trying to be nice and cute because obviously he was in a bad mood. Nothing worked. He angrily said it didn't work..6 hours and he gave up..screw it. Then he went to bed. Granted, i hate Valentine's Day and i wasn't REALLY expecting anything, but a small part of me was because i'm a girl, and it's cliche but i wanted to feel special. He's creative, i know he could've come up with something else. But no. So i went to bed upset. He went to bed sick and exhausted.

After barely 4 hours of sleep he had to get up and go to class. I woke up as well, and didn't even get a goodbye kiss. He came back at 1030 to nap and again, i got nothing. Around 1 i woke up because i had things to do. I had off, but i had to go to a study abroad meeting, and then i had to go to an audition for MADE (haha i know). Afterwards we were supposed to go to the movies, but since he was in such a bad mood i told him don't worry about it. That made him more angry, so we ended up going around 3 anyway. The way there, we kind of talked things out and they got better. We got to the movies, brought our food and drinks in, and began watching The Woman in Black (great Valentine's movie, right?). Anyway, we kept making Harry Potter jokes throughout it and had a great, normal time. However, when we got up to leave, he was drunk, and i knew i had a personal problem. Skip ahead in the story...my problem got worse. By the time i got back to the dorms i was in hysterics, screaming and crying. I called the library to call out of work. Corey, still drunk, called my friend Kerry to ask if she could come pick me up. It was around 8 at this point. She got me, all 3 of us went to the ER, and then got stuck there for 3 hours. I was a wreck for about an hour before the meds i took kicked in. We were rudely treated, got put in the hallway, and ignored for the whole 3 hours. My culture took 2 hours to get results. Kerry, the great friend she is, left the waiting room and went and bought me a new purse since her and Corey broke mine. Corey, being a great boyfriend, sobered up and laid with me on the bed in the hallway trying to comfort me. At the end of everything, the physician told me she didn't want to give me antibiotics. I freaked on her because i knew i needed them. She she basically said it looked like i was getting sick, but not sick yet. And i explained i knew that, hence why i came in..to nip it in the bud. So she goes, well since you have a history of these infections i'll give you them. But you have to see a specialist (no, really?? like i haven't been trying to for months). Anyway, we went to the pharmacy, got my meds for the second time in barely a week, and came back. I pretty much passed out from exhaustion afterwards.

Now, Wednesday through Friday kind of went by in a blur. Wednesday i woke up exhausted. Went to back to back classes. After that i went to the LGBTQU meeting at 10. I had Corey come along. Then we went back to the room, and i don't recall anything except Thursday. I didn't want to go to class that morning, so while Tierney and Corey did, i stayed in bed. I woke up around 1 or 2 and did homework until class at 430. After class i came back and relaxed. Corey and i chilled and then took a nap. And then at 10 i went to work. Work was the same old 4 hours of computer, homework, and book shelving. Friday i woke up pretty early because Corey and i had to pack to leave and go home. I packed stuff i didn't need that i wanted to bring back and whatnot. Around 3 his mom picked us up. Semi strange car ride home but whatever. And then i arrived home! Okay, time for new blog.