Telling yall about me lovely time with Kyle :D
So I started this blog (like many others) think that I would post on it at least every once in a while. But did you ever notice you can be TOO something to write anything down? Like last night would have been the perfect time for me to rant and rave about the problems in my life, but I was just too upset and too mad and too anything really to write. Besides, the crying kind of made everything blurry so there ya go.
Anyway, what's happened what's happend...did I mention that Kyle came down last weekend? Hmm...can't remember and I'm too lazy to look at former entries to check. But I don't think I mentioned it so here's what we did.
Friday: He came over to my house and did the meet-and-greet thing with my dad. When we were leaving he was like "I thought you said your dad was mean." Which has to be a good thing I think because at least I know my dad didn't scare him. So then we went to Marshfield to his cousins house and there was this girl, Tina, there. And apparently I must have looked at her funny because she was a total bitch to me the entire night. Example: Kyle and I were in his bed, under the covers, cause we'd just finished doing stuff and we were just laying there together...and in barges Tina saying she's looking for pepper (like the seasoning). I'd like to take a moment to remind you that Kyle and I were in his BEDROOM...pretty sure his aunt and uncle (who's house we were at) don't keep pepper in a bedroom. So yea, and then as we were leaving Tina was like "bye slut! Hope I never see you again stupid cunt." I didn't even say anything cause I figured I wasn't gonna drop to her scummy level so I just walked out the door. Oh, but let me tell you this. We were at his cousins house the whole time and I wanted pizza for dinner so I called up Pizza Hut and I had them deliever it. Now yall in like cities are thinking "yea...so???" But I live in the sticks and I've never had a pizza delievered before so I was like :D. But when the guy came to the door I didn't know what to do and Kyle gave me a twenty and I was like "do I have to tip them?" He just laughed at me. There's a lot more that happened but it mostly involved me, Kyle, and his bed so I won't go into the horny details.
Sat: Kyle picked me up about 11am and we drove up to Wausa and the drive up there seemed really faster then the hour and a 1/2 that it actually took to get up there. So then we get to Wausa and we ate at Fazolies (is that how you spell it?) and I had the best smoothie type thing ever. Our plan was to go shopping at the mall but we ended up driving back to his cousins house in Marshfield and we were there until 11pm again like Fri. Oh, and Tina wasn't there this time :D It was totaly awesome too, except there were some tense moments but I'll explain that later. Then he takes me home and we're kissing and everything and it was nice and then I was crying. See I thought I wasn't going to be able to see him on Sunday (which would suck cause I get to see him like once a month) and I didn't want him to go. Well he had to and I went to bed and ended up crying. Then around 3am he called me and I told him to call me later that morning (like at a decent hour) cause I might be able to convince my dad to let him come over.
Sun: I wake up and my dad is outside splitting wood for the woodstove so I waddle on out there in his old blue sweatpants, my boots, and an orange Columbia jacket. Lovely picture, hey? And anyway after some sweet talking he agrees to let Kyle come over and I even get him to agree to let us go up in my room. For anybody who knows me in person, this is a huge deal because my dad is usually pretty strict. Anyway, I finally get ahold of Kyle around 11 and he's over at my house by 12 and we're up in my room. So my dad said that Kyle and I could watch ONE movie, well of course I naturally pick Titanic (not because it's a good movie, because really I hate it and my fav. part is when she lets go of "Jack's" hand...but rather because it's long as hell). We never end up watching it and instead we do stuff like twice and then we lay together. Then around 4:30 I ask him if he's staying for dinner and he says no so I kind of let it go at that. And a little while later he asks me if I wanna know why he won't stay and of course I (being nosy as usual) say yes. He's like "because I made plans with my cousins". Well that just pissed me off (keep in mind I was PMS-ing at the time so I get emotional really easy). And that starts a whole me being a bitch episode that I won't go into cause lets face it it'll make me look bad. Anyway, we kind of resolve things and he leaves and I cry and that's basically that.
This entire week (yes I'm wrapping it into one because it's really just one big shitty blur): I cried, I slept, I barely talked to Kyle because he was really busy. I slept a little more, but mostly I cried. Anyway, I'm skipping all those days and going straight to last night. I was upset because it'd been about a week since I'd talked to Kyle and I was going nuts and I went online to vent and I ended up talking to his friend Dustin. And Dustin was like "yea, Kyle's coming over here after work". And that made me bawl even more cause I thought great once again I don't get to talk to him because he'd rather be with his friends who are obviously WAY more important. I cried myself to sleep around 8:50 and around 10:50 my cell rings and it's Kyle. We talked for about an hour and a 1/2 and got things worked out and that's when I noticed we really only fight once a month, ya know what I mean? And I told Kyle this today and he was like "yea I noticed." And then today he was saying how he wishes he could see me everyday (we live about 3 hours apart) so that's when I went on to explain to him how I think we have a football realtionship and that's better then having a baseball relationship. Let me tell you briefly about it...
The explanation: See football is a great sport because you wait all week for Sunday to come and you have the build up and the excitment and the wondering of what's going to happen. (This is the kind of relationship Kyle and I have in that we don't get to see each other often but when we do plan on it there's a lot of excitment and build up and ect.) As opposed to a baseball realtionship where there's something going on just about EVERY day and finally toward the end of the season (or relationship) you're so annoyed and bored with the same old thing over and over again. (This is the kind of relationship I see a lot of people at school in, which explains why they never last more then six months tops). At the end of this explanation Kyle just laughed at me and told me he loved me. Aren't you just going awwwww??? Well maybe not but whatever you get the idea.
Anyway, that's the end of this long long long long LONG blog. I'll finally stop ranting because I get to talk to Kyle soon :D Night luvies!
