Readalottobooks , 25

We decided to officially date on March 16. That day was fun. Nick and I went up to Old Chicago, and Chris joined us. So, I sat at the bar surrounded by two of my favorite men. It was awesome. After OC, Nick and I went to La Quinta hotel. We talked a lot, and had a lot of sex, and talked and cuddled.

And then Wednesday at dinnertime, my mom found out. Grrr. I guess she's against premarital sex. Heh. I wonder if she knows her younger daughter has been doing it much longer than I have... So, now when I go out I may have a curfew. Ick.

I am a very smart woman. I don't let anyone talk me into doing anything. If I want to do something (have sex, for example), it's because I want it. That's totally the case here. 

Anyway, so Nick and I have seen each other several times since then. He usually comes over to my place and we play Mario Kart or Super Mario or we watch scrubs. We've been trying to behave, especially when my parents are around.

I wish it were easier for me to keep my hands to myself. I have difficulties with it lol.

Anyway, Nick came over yesterday morning, and I was forced to behave because of something I had said the previous evening. We talked a lot, played some Mario. And he said we might as well put it on facebook because everyone at work already knows.

Yikes. I've told like two or three people... and people I thought would keep their mouths shut. I guess not. Or maybe they're just observant. I'm curious to see what happens when I go into work today, lol.

Wow. I should've written an entry much sooner! The week of Feb 27-Mar 5 I worked overnights with Roger in cooler, and Nick and Mike in the freezers. Nick and I hit it off. I found him on Facebook as soon as I got home that night. We've been chatting, and texting, and talking ever since. That week I worked Sat-Wed, and Tuesday night one of our coworkers actually tried to hook us up. I found it amusing because it would've happened regardless. On our lunch break Wednesday, Nick and I left the club and talked. And kissed a little bit. After work on Wednesday night (it's actually Thursday morning at the time), Nick took me on a date (!) to Ihop. We talked for a long time. I left to get some sleep and go to class. Later Thursday, Nick and I got a hotel room and ordered pizza. We cuddled, kissed, and had a great time, and well, I'm not a virgin anymore. I'm okay with that.

I like Nick. He graduated from my rival high school in '05, and was a football player. He actually lives really close to me. We've spent a lot of time talking about random stuff. He actually loves RENT :). We went and saw a movie (New Moon, he's a twilight fan too!) this past Wednesday, and had a few beers at Old Chicago first. He also joined me at OC Thursday night after Brett and Lidija left.

We're not officially dating yet, and I'm perfectly okay with it. His last relationship lasted two and a half years, and they were actually engaged for the last year. She broke up with him in August. He's taken it really hard, and isn't used to seeing someone who isn't so jealous. From what I heard, Nick had to throw away any dvd that had a split second of cleavage. I'm pretty much the complete opposite. He's got a few other things going on right now, too.

Classes are going fairly decently. My two psych classes are definitely my favorites. Calculus is difficult, but I'm trudging through it. Humanities is ridiculously simple.  Just checked my midterms. Calc isn't up yet, but the rest are As.

So... I worked nights that one week, then I worked days. This past Tuesday, I suggested that since it's my spring break, I can work more hours if they need me to. My manager gets back to me and says "your hours have been covered. Just work nights, and let me know which two nights you want off." So, not only do I get up to 40 hours this week, I'm working nights again. I'm seeing Nick a lot more again. It's really weird this nights/days/nights/days thing. At least I can sleep more regularly this week.

Well, I'm not sure what else I can/should write about right now. I should get some sleep. I've been up the last 21 hours (a long time for me). 

well, let me just say i loved working overnights. i got so much accomplished. i loved it. i've never received so many praises before. i'd go back to nights right now if my class schedule would allow it. and i met someone. i really like this someone. more on him and stuff later.

Not much time to write an actual entry, but I felt like sharing that I'll be working on overnights for a few weeks or so.

It'll be interesting. 

Update time again!

Work is frustrating me. I like it, yet I hate it. I'm trying to stay on the like side of things, but some fellow coworkers are making that difficult. Last Thursday I was having a particularly difficult day. I got to work, and Chad and Jeremy have me work on projects in center section, even though that's not my area anymore. I was already having a down day, but I completed the projects and attempted to work on f/c. At the end of the night, everyone has to help me pick up boxes. I walked to the next side to make sure the job was being done. Brett in center turned to me and said "stop. this side is done. don't you see all the boxes? this is done. go back to the other side and keep working." I told him the other side was done, and I was making sure this side was getting done. He scoffed, and as I walked away he said "this happens every night" (or something like that, my memory has faded). He was really disrespectful and I was pissed off. Chad was closing, so I went straight to him and told him what happened. We talked for a while, and I decided that Brett would get off this time, because I know there will be a next time. Ugh Thursday just pissed me off. Since then, work has been going better, and I actually finished before Brett last night (ha!). Hours are being cut in half, and that's weird. I'm getting more than the other part-timers, though, so that's good.

I've cut waaaaay back on the OC. I went there last Tuesday night after Creekside, and last night as well. I love it there, I just can't be spending that much money.

Friday night I hung out with Ann, Danielle, and Lidija watching Disney movies and knitting/crocheting. I stayed up til 3 am, and Ann and I got to cuddle some more. If I could only have a permanent cuddle buddy...

Saturday night I went out to The Hat. OMG it was a blast! Stacy brought Jackie, and Tony, David, Michael, and Chris were there. Awesome crowd. We had fun, and pictures were taken left and right. We did some racing in the arcade, and Jackie kicked our butts. Tony, Michael, Chris and I talked outside for a while after karaoke finished up. Next thing I know, Tony's inviting me over. Well, it was Valentine's Day, and I hate sleeping alone, so I decided to join him. We talked quite a bit, and enjoyed each others' company. We woke up the next morning, and Tony, Jackie, Stacy and I watched Ace Ventura: Pet Detective before I had to leave to go home and then go to work. It's kind of nice having Tony around.  I'm pretty certain we both like it :)

Classes have been going both well and poorly. I got really confused about a calculus test and project, but I think I've finally figured that out, so I should be doing well in that. History, however, I'm not too sure about... I had an essay due Monday, and I skipped class Monday and today. I'm just not feeling it. I'm considering dropping it. I really have no need for it! I <3 my psych classes! Lori's the greatest. I like humanities, but I wish we would spend a little more time on the music side of things.

Well, I went in Friday morning to talk to Lori. I told her about being depressed, and she gave me a phone number to call. We started talking about possible causes, and she actually helped me a lot herself. I'm scared about the next step. What will I do next fall? I'm going to try to work on that when I have time. Also, I need to get back into music. Not being involved in music is killing me. We talked about classes, how they're going well this semester, and about some stupid idiots that were in last semester's gender psych class. By the time I left her office, I had a renewed sense of energy.

What else shall I talk about? You know, I actually hate myself in most of the recent pictures that have been taken of me. You can tell there's something not quite right. I wonder if anyone else is noticing...

So, I'm doing better, but still not the greatest. :) You know what would help out? A phone call or two from my good friends from Simpson. We've spread too far apart lately. Perhaps I need to be the first one to step forward... Perhaps tomorrow night. Tonight's far too late.