Filled End of Week/Beginning of Weekend

I guess i shall start with Thursday. It started off terribly, and continued to be terrible. I woke up, for my 1030 class, as per usual. I had stayed up quite late the night before doing homework and watching movies as i stated in the last blog. My fault, yes, but i did that knowing i had a purpose to wake up. I headed to class and received a text while halfway there, in the freezing cold mind you, that class was cancelled for the day. Again, my fault for not checking my email, but it's 9am when i freaking wake up. I don't want to check my email that early. So i stand there, freezing and pissed, and begin to turn around when i realized i was planning to go to student services after class anyway for help with housing next year. Mind you, i thought since before i came to this school that i was supposed to have 36 credits before i were to move into the apartments, not a semester before. I was supposed to move in with Ali and others. I had this plan for months. So alllll of my other friends made plans. Either they were in the apartments as well or had a roommate in Big Haus. Basically, i was screwed without and apartment. So i went in to talk to Emily Balcom about being in an apartment. I literally had NO where else to live. Her student helper said she was in a meeting and would say no. I emailed her anyway, telling her my whole story. We emailed back and forth for about 8 emails. Since this is a school blog i am going to be polite and basically say that she was beyond rude. I got very short, snippy answers in regards to everything. I have 35 of the 36 needed credits. She can't make one exception? Not only that, but i give 2 more options.. gender neutral or a single..and she was extremely rude about those as well. Making it seemingly impossible to be anywhere but with someone i don't know, and not caring. I was so infuriated, but i had to go to the counseling center to schedule an appointment. Which i had been meaning to do since last semester. In desperate need of it.

So, i did that, and angrily walked back to my dorm. From what i remember i did some homework, tried to work out more housing shit, and then possibly napped. Either way, i headed to my 430 still infuriated. Then luck struck me. I ran into a girl i kind of knew from facebook who was in my class, and after talking about the homework that neither of us did, we started talking about housing. I explained my shitty situation, and she had one just as shitty. Earlier i had talked to some girls about housing with them in a suite, but based on what Sarah told me, it wasn't the best idea. Plus, 8 girls isss a bit too many. So after class i messaged her and we talked about what we were going to do. After about 30 minutes of talking, i finally bit the bullet and asked if she wanted to room together. Long story short, she said yes. And we're going to try and get a double in the Fort and that's that. We both have boyfriends that are there all the time, and we're both okay with it, we have the same equality tattoo, same (semi same) interests. It worked out perfectly, hopefully. And i got extremely lucky. So that night after all that was settled, i went to work. 4 hours later Corey and i went back to the dorm. We were both wide awake, and i had to get up at 6am that morning anyway, so we just did homework for like 2 hours. Then attempted to watch I Am Number Four again, which was another fail. So around 5am we finally went to bed.

I woke up an hour later, at 6am, due to having to catch a 7:20 shuttle to Metro North. It was NOT fun. Running on 1 hour of sleep, having to finish packing and having to get ready...it sucked to be honest. I said goodbye to Corey and headed down to the bus stop with a shit ton of luggage in the freezing cold. From then on for about 2 hours i felt like i was going to throw up. Most likely due to lack of sleep and no food. Eventually i got on the shuttle, iPod in ear to tune the world out so early, and got off at Metro North. While there i sat on the bench for a half hour waiting for my stupid Trailways bus to get there. Meanwhile, i'm freezing my ass off and this extremely obnoxious girl decides to chat my ear off for 25 minutes. Not a great start to my morning. Finally the bus came, in which i attempted to read, play Angry Birds, and take a nap the whole 2 hour ride back to Kingston. I got off the bus, saw snow (crazy, i know), and my mom and Mema (grandmother) picked me up. I certainly did not miss being home. I always hate going back. We went to a diner and ate food. That i DID miss. I miss upstate diner food so much. I ordered a delicious omelet and home fries. I ended up being super hyper and talking my mom and my grandmother's ear off, most likely because of being so overtired, and my mom thought i was on drugs. It took me two days to convince her it was just lack of sleep. But after that we went to my doctor's appointment, which was my whole reason for coming home. After having an awkward and uncomfortable meeting with the doctor, i walked out with a prescription for a new antibiotic. That i now have to take every day. For the rest of my life. Loljk..i hope not. But i have to take it for the next 3 months every day. Not only that, but now my birth control will be less effective. That's going to be great...anyway. After the appointment i went back to Mema's and stayed there to visit with my aunt who came in from Vegas, and my cousin and her 6 month old Anthony. I'm not a huge family person, but it was nice to see them. Anthony is beyond adorable. By this time i was extremely exhausted. Running on 4 hours of sleep in over 24 hours is not a fun time.

After an hour or so there, we finally left and went home. I then planned to go out that night to Joe's, my favorite place to go out from home. It's a country bar (don't judge me..yes i line dance). Aj, one of my best friends, begged me to go. So i hesitantly said yes because i was so tired. I decided to take a nap, so i can be okay for that night. Well...bad idea. To begin with, Corey and i are now apart for hours. Longest in awhile. He went home as well, but his home is over an hour away. I don't mean to sound pathetic, but us being apart now usually causes tenseness in both of us. So i was frustrated, tired, missing him, and kind of mad because he got upset with me for wanting to go out because i was already "so tired." True story, but that's a bullshit reason. Either way, i wasn't going to listen to him. So i napped, after having sent only about 7 texts back and forth, in hours, with him. I woke up 2 hours later, still beyond tired. And now i felt like shit. My mom encouraged me to sleep more and not go out, of course. Corey said the same. So i debated and went back to sleep, hoping to wake up an hour later. I woke up again, 2 hours later, feeling even shittier. It's 830 now, and Aj was supposed to pick me up at 9. He even got me a mini bottle of Malibu. But i woke up, texted him that i couldn't go out, got yelled at by him, and attempted to go back to sleep. Of course that didn't really work.

So i texted Corey and we started talking, very sparingly. Apparently he had no service at his cousin Sarah's. Which i believed because i never do either, but still, he could've warned me more. Or seemed to care. I felt completely ignored, and completely miserable. At least he had people to be around! To top it off, he decided to tell me he was going to some guys house to chill and maybe drink and smoke hookah. Some place we were supposed to go together. So now, not only am i home alone, and miserable, and not going out in partial because of him, but he gets to go out and have a blast without me? Awesome. That put me in an even better mood. I tried to distract myself and around 10 i watched I Am Number Four with my mom. Didn't help too much. I also watched some politics and whatnot with her, in which i was informed who Rush Limbaugh is. And decided he can fall off a cliff. "Feminazis" my ass. But i went back in my room, tediously on facebook. Waiting for texts and not getting them. In those past 4 hours i got 2 brief calls and maybe 5 texts. I was NOT a happy camper. So, against my mom's wishes, i decided to take a bath at 2am and watch True Blood to serve as another distraction. Well, i ended up being in there for over two hours, not really watching my show but instead fighting with Corey. Who clearly didn't understand how upset i was. And just tried to make it worse. After i got out i went back to my bedroom, and for the next 4 hours went back and forth with him. As always, i was the bad guy. Long story short, he said some really hurtful things, i became beyond angry and upset, and i stayed up until 630am when i eventually cried myself to sleep. It was such a fun time.

Saturday wasn't too exciting from my recollection. I only stayed that day and didn't come back to school due to a concert i was going to on Sunday. So Saturday i woke up, got packed, and my dad came and picked me up around 2. We went home, and they left for some show, so i went and did errands. At this point, Corey was back home, down the road from me, so i asked if he wanted to come with me, since we didn't really talk yet that day. He had pulled an all-nighter with friends so he was oh so tired...yeah. But i went and got him, and we were off. I had to go to Kingston to pick up and few more things from my moms, so we did that. And then i went to Ink Inc. to get my tattoo touched up since it was pretty faded already. There i saw my old best friend of about ten years Kim, getting herself a tattoo. That was interesting. I really wonder what happened to us sometimes. So close for so long and now we don't even talk...okay enough sad thoughts. After that we headed back to Highland, in which during our car ride and whatnot, we semi talked things out. He kind of apologized, though i wish i got more, and i explained to him my side. I was upset because of so many things...the long day, feeling shitty, the things he said, and most of all, being the bad guy. I hate the fact his friends and family, for the most part, see me as the bad guy. "I always hurt him..i'm a bitch." Blah blah. It sucks. Because most of them don't know about my BPD and whatnot. Soooo, that's a whole other issue. But we talked, and as usual things went back to normal (ish).

After i dropped him back home, i went and met Danielle at the new Sushi place in Highland called Asian Garden. Second time going there, and the food was great like last time. Although the service sucked. But it wasss packed, so whatever. We caught up and talked about our guy issues, and other life things. Ya know, typical girl gossip. She knows pretty much all there is to know about me, and vice versa, so it's always nice to catch up. Then we made plans for the next day and i headed home. It was around 7 at this point, and my parents still weren't home. I was like, what the fuck. So i texted my dad where he was and they were 5 min away at a family friend's bday party. I decided to stop by and say hi and wish Eric a happy birthday. I stayed for a short time, just long enough to eat some AMAZING brownies and say hi to a bunch of people i haven't seen in months, and some years. I went back home and had my Aj come over for a bit, since we didn't hang out the night before. He came and brought my Malibu which made me quite happy, and then we just chilled and watched tv for a couple hours. We caught up, talked about life, etc..like usual. Meanwhile, my dad said him and Lauren would be back soon. Two hours later..almost 11 pm, they still weren't back. So i had Corey come over once his parents went to bed, and then us 3 hung out for a bit. Eventually Aj left, and Corey and i had our time together. However, i didn't know when my parents were going to be back, soooo alone alone time didn't occur. We just watched tv and movies and whatnot, and then once again attempted to watch I Am Number Four. Right as we started it my parents finally came home. My dad came down, talked for a bit, and said goodnight. Afterwards we kept watching the movie. Normally we pull out the couch from the other room and turn it into a bed. Well, we were both obviously far too tired because before the movie got half over, we both fell asleep on the couch. And that it how we slept for the night. Another fail on watching this damn movie...

This day...Sunday...far too great of a day, well night, to still keep in this blog. So the story shall commence in the next blog. Stay tuned :)