this too shall pass…

No nothing is horrifically awful, no  one died and in fact my last few days (up until yesterday afternoon) were pretty fantastic.

So I got out of classes on Monday with only 2 pages left to write on that huge paper that’s due today.  Sat down at my computer to knock that stuff out when I get a response from B to the text I’d sent him earlier about what he wanted for dinner when he got here.  His reply was "I thought you were coming down here this time, I have and interview in the morning".  So we sorted it all out and I ended up leaving here within an hour.  I got to spend some time with him before he had to go to work and while he was at work I finished up my paper and worked on my presentation that’s supposed to go with it.  Finished that and played FFXII until he got home.  He actually ended up getting off early so we ran to Walmart and got some snacks and then curled up on the couch and watched The Pick of Destiny, yeah that Tenacious D movie.  That shit was hilarious btw, I really recommend seeing it.

So we went upstairs and hit the hay after that then we had to get up kind of early in order to get him out the door in time for his interview.  I took care of some emails and stuff then played FFXII some more.  Yes I’m a dork, shush.

Well Monday night Lexi and I always talk after RAW is finished.  It’s just basically like a timing/tradition thing.  It’s about 11pm before her hubby and kids are in bed anyway but she’s usually up for a few more hours doing laundry or cleaning or just watching tv.  So I called her and it was so funny because I had told her about B and his whole ‘issue’ and she started in on him when she realized he was there.  It was really funny to both of us that she was so incensed on my behalf.  But I don’t know.

We went to this park on Tuesday and it was a beautiful park don’t get me wrong, but it’s full of hills and is a LOT of freaking walking.  Let’s just say that my back and leg are killing me today.  They’re going "Wtf is wrong with you lady?!?!"  But oh well, it was a nice little outing.  We got some Cici’s for lunch then went back to the apartment and napped/played games and talked.  Off and on the whole trip he and I had been talking about the whole ‘relationship’ thing.  He looked at me at one point and said "If we were to become something more you’d have to get rid of the rule."  I looked at him pretty confused and then he reminded me that the first time we met I’d jokingly told him the only rule was that he couldn’t fall in love with me.  It’s actually a line from a movie but I don’t remember which one.  He explained to me that for him apparently just the words, the idea of a relationship, or being IN a relationship is enough to make him way, WAY more attached.  And he was still scared of it.  I understand completely that he doesn’t want to get hurt and all.  And at one point we actually went and walked around town so he could think, apparently he thinks better when he’s walking. 

We got back to the apartment so that I could grab my stuff and leave because by now it was 11pm and I had class in the morning and everything.  But we couldn’t resist those last few minutes of cuddling so we were lying on the bed and after a few minutes of just random conversation and cuddling he looks at me and says "I think maybe we’re supposed to be together so me be with you."  I of course looked at him like ‘excuse you?’.  I mean honestly, that was the weirdest way I’d ever heard it phrased I actually didn’t understand what he was talking about at first because it came out of nowhere.  And he was like "I didn’t say that the right way did I?"  Uh no, but it’s very much his style to express his true feelings in this weird not-way, where he says it but he says it in a dorky, unobtrusive kind of way so you almost don’t know he’s putting himself out there.  So he tried again "I think maybe we’re supposed to be together like this and I would love to be your boyfriend and to have the honor of calling you my girlfriend."  I almost cried, how bad is that?  But it was so cute and still kind of dorky.

But it made my night and I’m still all giggly about it today.  Problem is I started coughing pretty badly yesterday afternoon, I thought at first maybe it was all the pollen and stuff from the park but it just kept on so finally we went out and got me some cough drops which helped a lot.  Woke up this morning and within a minute of waking up I was wronging for the toilet and proceeded to toss what little I had eaten yesterday up.  After that I seemed ok, not great, but ok enough to make it through classes maybe.  So I got to my first class and made it through.  I was shaking really badly and I definitely felt at times I would need to run for the bathroom, problem being that in that building the bathroom is on the other end of the floor.  So I go to my second class and it gets even worse.  About 10 minutes into class I start feeling like I’m going to be sick.  I run to the bathroom; nothing.  Come back and sit down.  Not even 5 minutes later the feeling is back and I ignore it at first but it very quickly becomes apparent this is not a false alarm.  I book (again) for the bathroom.  I throw up what very little was left in me, I think it was actually the cough drop I threw up oddly enough.  I go to walk back into class and stop to think about it.  I still felt pretty cruddy so I decided instead of going in and possibly having to make another run for it I’d just wait out the rest of the class in the hall.  It still had 20 minutes but that’s what I did.  About 10 minutes later the teacher lets the class out.  Of 30 people in that room, only 2 bothered to ask if I was ok.  And I sit in the back of the room and the door is at the front of the room so it’s not like these people didn’t see me dash by.  Sad, sad, sad.  I ended up just packing up and leaving, there was no way I was going to try and make it through 2 more hours.  That wouldn’t have ended well.

So instead I came home and laid back down in bed, which is where I still am.  I need to do a lab report but I’m thinking I won’t really do very well on it because I’m not even sure what lab I’m supposed to be doing it on and it’s supposed to be due tomorrow.  And I don’t think I’m going to be able to make it through my presentation today.  Not only have I been throwing up all morning so far, I also have almost no voice because of all the coughing.  I already emailed the teacher so hopefully he’ll get back to me soon.  I’ll go and give him my paper anyway but I don’t think I’ll be able to sit through a 2 1/2 hour class today now.  Then I have a meeting at 5:30 and I’m supposed to go to AST open house tonight at 8pm. 

So I guess I’ll go work on this stupid lab report.  Bleh.