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Day 202: The wheel of fortune...
Oct. 3rd, 2005 10:07 amAnd I'm not talking about the game show. I'm talking about the cycle of life, the good and the bad, the ups and the downs. This weekend managed to go...well. It could have gone better, it could have gone worse. Right before I headed home I ran into Del after her last class and she reeled off this quote about me on the ways in which to stop loving a guy - cut off all contact or communication or just get to know him better. So I was all paranoid about making it home with Nick (because he sort of offered to come home with me over the weekend and I eventually solidified the plans) and us getting to know each other and not being able to stand each other and being stuck with each other for two days more or less avoiding each other. I was pretty much a nervous wreck until four rolled around, so I hunted down Seirra and made her a magic deck so she could play against Josh while I was gone and so a bunch of us could eventually play magic together. At around four Nick arrived so I more or less booted the other girls out of the room and we headed for the car. I put in Isabelle Boulay because her music always calms me down and spent the majority of the drive chattering nervously at the poor guy (but he took it well because he always does). I almost killed us on the way into town, and while perhaps I should have been more careful that one moron shouldn't have been speeding. We made it home on time and when we arrived there was no one there, so I showed Nick his room and then set about getting some laundry done (as free laundry was one of the things I had looked forward to). We eventually retreated into the den to watch some Eva and do some homework. Mom arrived home (poor woman was totally beat) and we talked a bit before she headed off to get some pizza. Shaz and Sid arrived for supper and so we sat around eating pizza and watching "The Longest Yard." I think mom had only picked it up earlier in the day and even though it's not a great movie it has some very funny moments. Dad spends Fridays at the temple so it was pretty much us without him. After supper I dragged Nick on a walk around the block, and we just talked. I ended up sitting outside with him while he smoked, and we talked some more. Eventually we went in the hot tub because even though I don't do much that is truly exhausting my textbooks are enough to give anyone back problems for life.
In retrospect maybe I should have brought my contact lenses because I have to take my glasses off to go in the hot tub and let's just say that I missed out on some great scenery. Dad made it home and poked his head out back to say hi and good night. Eventually Nick and I just sort of sat around and talked.
It's strange. He's really easygoing and seems more or less okay with who he is (I don't think he's all that insecure about himself) but he seems a little different when I get him alone. He's more aloof and distant when he's with his guy friends, but with me he actually talks (despite my mother's insistence that he cannot speak. She had the same argument about Justin for a long time). Both of us were kind of beat, so we were in bed before midnight like good little kiddies. I was up and out of bed by eight on Saturday morning, showered and clean and doing homework by the time mom and dad got back from gutting the rental house. I feel so bad for them, that they have to do this, especially with Dad bailing and leaving it to mom more often than not (at least Sid is helping out now) but I'm up here at school and I guess this is where I'm supposed to be. Dad came home and turned on the radio to listen to conference and I was lounging on the couch reading when he started up with the uber-scary electric saw. I hadn't realized how loud the thing would be and am eternally grateful that mom talked him out of starting that thing up at half seven. It did wake Nick up, though, and he strolled insouciantly into the kitchen as he yanked on a shirt. Mom was glad to be distracted, I think, although sometimes I wish I could cook so she wouldn't have to. Nick and I ate a very late breakfast and basically booked it out of there (because there was some weird tension going on between the parents and half the time I wanted to avoid them and the rest of the time I was giving my mom hugs and telling her I loved her as she seemed so stressed out). We clambored around pioneer park and just sort of ended up walking and talking before we headed back to the rocks to scramble about for a bit. Ended up sitting up there and talking and watching little kids and animals run around.
Then we decided to go check out the movies because supper isn't until six and we had a long time to go and I really didn't want to be roped into sitting next to the radio for conference. Stadium Eight at half one on a Saturday afternoon was deserted. We had narrowed our options down to Lord of War or Serenity, guns or Kung Fu, so we opted for the Kung Fu and went to see serenity. There was no one in the theater so we sat and made fun of the commercials. And then were surprised when people flooded in. While it was conference weekend and most people were at home it was also marathon weekend so there were five grand odd extra people in town, so I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised. Nick isn't my boyfriend, but I wouldn't be human if I didn't feel a little bit of jealousy every now and again, and I was ready to go in for some major homicide when some girls coming up the stairs started giggling at him. They weren't very subtle about checking him out, and their voices really were obnoxious. I'll admit, I have my girly giggly moments, but that's mostly only when in the presence of other girls and they come few and far between. Nick seemed a little annoyed at the giggling too, to be honest.
The movie was good. Very space cowboy, although with a different feel from Cowboy Bebop. Joss Whedon seems to be the king of awesome dialogue. Some of the lines from that movie need to go on Del's closet door. I really enjoyed the film and wouldn't be at all against seeing it again with some of the gang. After the movie we headed home and mother had plotted for some Steak on a rock, so she allowed me to assist her with some of the less volatile kitchen chores (because I think she still doesn't entirely trust me alone in her kitchen). My sister had devolved into a very volatile mood, and despite her insistence that she wanted to play table games neither Nick or I were too willing to risk her wrath so we headed off to the bowling alley to play some pool. Ended up on the wrong side of the building attempting to enter a place I should have realized was a bar, got carded and booted out and ended up taking our game to the family side of the establishment, so our games were occasionally invaded by children. A little girl put Nick ahead of me for a while, but I caught up. As is the tradition with me and the pool tables at that place I busted open a knuckle on my right hand and ended up sucking the blood up until it stopped bleeding, which took longer than it should have in my opinion. Once the pool was done and over with and the place was becoming even more infested with children we decided to head home.
Sid had taken over the TV to watch football so I grabbed a DVD (My Big Fat Greek Wedding) that Nick had never seen and we used the TV in my room. We shared candy and laughed a lot, and then moved to the big TV to finish the DVD (because I earned a dirty look from my mom). We ended up outside on the front bench talking for a while, and then we played some cards and traded magic tricks before giving up and going to sleep.
I was woken rather painfully at five a.m. on Sunday morning and didn't get back to sleep until eight, but at nine dad kicked me out of bed and insisted I watch at least one session of conference. Mom was less than amused at that verdict when it came about, but I went with it anyway. The choir sang my favorite hymn (#29) and so it was all good. I had made it through the first two and a half talks before Nick awoke and we rescued Mom from Dad in the pursuit of breakfast. The Nick and I curled up on the little couch to watch some Entrapment because he had never seen it and liked both of the main actors.
The others showed up at one on the dot while I was getting the white dress fitted (it looks gorgeous - mom is a genius) so we fed Marty, finished the movie and then headed out shopping. Me, Marty and Nick stuck together, first at the book store, then at the arcade (first game of air hockey I've won in a long time, but most of it was serendipity as opposed to skill) and then just sort of sat outside and stared at the carnival. Eventually we decided to hunt down the other girls, and were then shuttled off to the strip mall while Del hit Old Navy. Nick and Marty went to town in the toy store with the toy guns before we wandered toward another book store. We had lost BenTen, whom we were more or less meant to stick with because she has a cellphone and so she could communicate with Del. Eventually, though, we all found each other and headed home for supper.
I love my mom and I love her cooking, but I've been feeling weird and nauseated for the past five days or so, so I didn't eat as much as I could. Still, I had room for some pumpkin pie. I had sort of forgotten about it the first time she offered it, but there's always room for pie. We eventually rounded everyone up and headed on the highway back to the dorms.
I wasn't as nervous this car ride, and there wasn't much talking, just me singing to the radio. Nick didn't seem to mind.
I got what homework done I could last night. I was in bed by midnight but roused at a quarter past by Rodney's phone call.
He showed up as Pell today in Am. Lit.
I was amused.
I should get to my next class now. This is one long entry.
In retrospect maybe I should have brought my contact lenses because I have to take my glasses off to go in the hot tub and let's just say that I missed out on some great scenery. Dad made it home and poked his head out back to say hi and good night. Eventually Nick and I just sort of sat around and talked.
It's strange. He's really easygoing and seems more or less okay with who he is (I don't think he's all that insecure about himself) but he seems a little different when I get him alone. He's more aloof and distant when he's with his guy friends, but with me he actually talks (despite my mother's insistence that he cannot speak. She had the same argument about Justin for a long time). Both of us were kind of beat, so we were in bed before midnight like good little kiddies. I was up and out of bed by eight on Saturday morning, showered and clean and doing homework by the time mom and dad got back from gutting the rental house. I feel so bad for them, that they have to do this, especially with Dad bailing and leaving it to mom more often than not (at least Sid is helping out now) but I'm up here at school and I guess this is where I'm supposed to be. Dad came home and turned on the radio to listen to conference and I was lounging on the couch reading when he started up with the uber-scary electric saw. I hadn't realized how loud the thing would be and am eternally grateful that mom talked him out of starting that thing up at half seven. It did wake Nick up, though, and he strolled insouciantly into the kitchen as he yanked on a shirt. Mom was glad to be distracted, I think, although sometimes I wish I could cook so she wouldn't have to. Nick and I ate a very late breakfast and basically booked it out of there (because there was some weird tension going on between the parents and half the time I wanted to avoid them and the rest of the time I was giving my mom hugs and telling her I loved her as she seemed so stressed out). We clambored around pioneer park and just sort of ended up walking and talking before we headed back to the rocks to scramble about for a bit. Ended up sitting up there and talking and watching little kids and animals run around.
Then we decided to go check out the movies because supper isn't until six and we had a long time to go and I really didn't want to be roped into sitting next to the radio for conference. Stadium Eight at half one on a Saturday afternoon was deserted. We had narrowed our options down to Lord of War or Serenity, guns or Kung Fu, so we opted for the Kung Fu and went to see serenity. There was no one in the theater so we sat and made fun of the commercials. And then were surprised when people flooded in. While it was conference weekend and most people were at home it was also marathon weekend so there were five grand odd extra people in town, so I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised. Nick isn't my boyfriend, but I wouldn't be human if I didn't feel a little bit of jealousy every now and again, and I was ready to go in for some major homicide when some girls coming up the stairs started giggling at him. They weren't very subtle about checking him out, and their voices really were obnoxious. I'll admit, I have my girly giggly moments, but that's mostly only when in the presence of other girls and they come few and far between. Nick seemed a little annoyed at the giggling too, to be honest.
The movie was good. Very space cowboy, although with a different feel from Cowboy Bebop. Joss Whedon seems to be the king of awesome dialogue. Some of the lines from that movie need to go on Del's closet door. I really enjoyed the film and wouldn't be at all against seeing it again with some of the gang. After the movie we headed home and mother had plotted for some Steak on a rock, so she allowed me to assist her with some of the less volatile kitchen chores (because I think she still doesn't entirely trust me alone in her kitchen). My sister had devolved into a very volatile mood, and despite her insistence that she wanted to play table games neither Nick or I were too willing to risk her wrath so we headed off to the bowling alley to play some pool. Ended up on the wrong side of the building attempting to enter a place I should have realized was a bar, got carded and booted out and ended up taking our game to the family side of the establishment, so our games were occasionally invaded by children. A little girl put Nick ahead of me for a while, but I caught up. As is the tradition with me and the pool tables at that place I busted open a knuckle on my right hand and ended up sucking the blood up until it stopped bleeding, which took longer than it should have in my opinion. Once the pool was done and over with and the place was becoming even more infested with children we decided to head home.
Sid had taken over the TV to watch football so I grabbed a DVD (My Big Fat Greek Wedding) that Nick had never seen and we used the TV in my room. We shared candy and laughed a lot, and then moved to the big TV to finish the DVD (because I earned a dirty look from my mom). We ended up outside on the front bench talking for a while, and then we played some cards and traded magic tricks before giving up and going to sleep.
I was woken rather painfully at five a.m. on Sunday morning and didn't get back to sleep until eight, but at nine dad kicked me out of bed and insisted I watch at least one session of conference. Mom was less than amused at that verdict when it came about, but I went with it anyway. The choir sang my favorite hymn (#29) and so it was all good. I had made it through the first two and a half talks before Nick awoke and we rescued Mom from Dad in the pursuit of breakfast. The Nick and I curled up on the little couch to watch some Entrapment because he had never seen it and liked both of the main actors.
The others showed up at one on the dot while I was getting the white dress fitted (it looks gorgeous - mom is a genius) so we fed Marty, finished the movie and then headed out shopping. Me, Marty and Nick stuck together, first at the book store, then at the arcade (first game of air hockey I've won in a long time, but most of it was serendipity as opposed to skill) and then just sort of sat outside and stared at the carnival. Eventually we decided to hunt down the other girls, and were then shuttled off to the strip mall while Del hit Old Navy. Nick and Marty went to town in the toy store with the toy guns before we wandered toward another book store. We had lost BenTen, whom we were more or less meant to stick with because she has a cellphone and so she could communicate with Del. Eventually, though, we all found each other and headed home for supper.
I love my mom and I love her cooking, but I've been feeling weird and nauseated for the past five days or so, so I didn't eat as much as I could. Still, I had room for some pumpkin pie. I had sort of forgotten about it the first time she offered it, but there's always room for pie. We eventually rounded everyone up and headed on the highway back to the dorms.
I wasn't as nervous this car ride, and there wasn't much talking, just me singing to the radio. Nick didn't seem to mind.
I got what homework done I could last night. I was in bed by midnight but roused at a quarter past by Rodney's phone call.
He showed up as Pell today in Am. Lit.
I was amused.
I should get to my next class now. This is one long entry.
