Butterfly Chair.

Today has been a loooong day. I went to work, like most days, but today was just ... off. I felt exhausted after exerting almost no energy. Seriously. Like, I would take about two steps, and my heart would begin to beat faster. I finally had to go to the back room and take a small nap. I'm not sure how long I was back there for, but I felt a little bit better afterwards.

I felt bad because Kevin wanted to hang out tonight, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell him that I was feeling up to it...because I wasn't. Up for hanging out, I mean. I think it was the sudden heatwave Texas decided to have today. It just knocked me out and made me so sleepy! Man, that makes me sound like a weenie.

After hearing Kev's fun escapade at the dentist's office today, I really wanted to hang out with him, too. He called me and couldn't even talk properly. :[ Poor Kev! The dentist had given him shots in his mouth to numb the whole right side and then drilled his teeth until they just couldn't drill anymore. I just want to be there with him when things like this happen. Because honestly, I'd want him there if I had to go through that. It just gives me the heebie-jeebies just thinking about it. Getting shots in my mouth, I mean.

I'm feeling a tad better, though. I mean, my stomach still hurts and I still have some body aches, and that spaghetti we had for supper definitely didn't help my heartburn any...but other than that, I'm in great shape! Maybe (hopefully) tomorrow, I can see Kevin. It being Friday night tomorrow night, maybe we'll be able to go out, have some supper, see a movie, and just have fun. And I won't have to come in as early as I would have to on a week night. I only choose to come home early for the most part on most days because, well, if I didn't, I'd be a zombie woman the next day.

Except, crap, my dad asked if I could work on Saturday.
So maybe I won't stay out as late as I want to with Kevin.

Um, American Idol was pretty much AMAZING tonight, by the way.

I like:
-Danny Gokey
-Adam Lambert
-Allison Iraheta
-Alexis Grace
and
-Lil Rounds
and I mean, of course I like Scott, the blind guy. :D

Goodnight!

Cuddled in Bed.

Kevin's right, you know. I can't go to bed until I post my "Random Thoughts Before Going to Bed" post for today.
So here I go:
As I was watching American Idol with my mom tonight, as I do every week, she got a phone call from her sister. They're seriously like best friends. When my mom talks to her, she laughs out loud so many times. She cries when her sister is sad; she yells when she is mad.

They were talking about holding grudges, and how my mom grew up in a home where it was necessary to hold grudges for long periods of time. She said how she'll get in an argument with someone, and be angry for days, and that drove my dad crazy. My dad has learned how to keep his temper under control (for the most part) and thinks life is too short to hold grudges.

I began to think about it while she was on the phone. I thought how, in some ways, Kevin is exactly like my mom. I mean, he'll hold a grudge for YEARS if you let him. Honestly, I think he has at least one that he's held for six years. I am lucky enough to never have seen him as mad as he said he once was. I, on the other hand, do not really hold grudges. I'm just not that kind of person, and began to wonder last night why, if I'm so much like my mom with a lot of things, am I not like her with this circumstance? If anything, I'm more like my dad with this. Other than I think I've been angry with Mandy for a year for just ignoring me for no apparent reason. (Mandy is my ex-best friend, for those of you who don't know.) I have my days where I hate her so much. But I also have my days where I'm thankful that it happened because I don't think I would be the person I am today if it hadn't have happened. Seriously...I think this experience of losing my BEST FRIEND has opened my eyes; has made me stronger in some ways. I've begun to be thankful for those people around me who love me and who have loved me through the tough times.

Anyway, I haven't been feeling well today. My stomach hurts and I have body aches again. I thought that would all go away. It has gotten better, it just hasn't gone away yet.

I'm going to go to bed.

Goodnight!

Wacky Weekend.

This past week has been wacky...and it's only Wednesday.

Besides stressing out SO MUCH about having to finish my English paper (over the Bible) and my History paper (over black rights), I had a GREAT weekend. I finished my papers on Sunday, thank God!

I spent the night with Cassie on Friday night :] We watched "Win a Date with Tad Hamilton" Friday night, and we began to get a little...weird around 11:00. We got really, really sleepy, so we had to hit the hay. I needed this girl's night, though...I've been having an episode of "I hate doing the same thing every day."
We woke up the next morning at 9:00, and ate breakfast with the family. We went back upstairs, and watched "The Grudge" and "The Grudge 2." Cassie watched the second one from behind either her hand or her pillow. :]

I went home at around 5:00 on Saturday, after watching "Lucky You" :] I had a WONDERFUL time with her, as I always do :]

The rest of the day, I worked on my papers, and talked to friends. I honestly didn't do much. On Sunday, I stayed home and continued to work on my papers. Kevin called me at around 7:30 and while he was on the phone with his mom, she said that she was with her mom. So Kevin asked if we could go, and she said yes. He picked me up by 8:00, and we arrived at Grandma Jones' house....which was FULL of people! They were having some birthday party for a couple of friends that Kevin and I had no idea that was what we were getting ourselves into. But everyone liked seeing us, and I didn't know half of the people there, them only being friends of the family. I enjoyed seeing new faces and meeting new people, though. That's for sure. Kevin and I watched (not to mention laughed) at the older people learning how to play Wii bowling. After a while, they didn't even allow us to play!
I told my parents I would be home at 9:30, so Kevin took me home. I was a little late, but my parents were already asleep...

Now, I have proclaimed Monday nights mine and Kevin's night to "hang out" ... which means we just watch a crap load of movies at his house, or something. The reasoning for this is...I hate Mondays, and this seemed like a good way to make them better. This past Monday, Kevin came over to our house. We watched The Big Bang Theory, and ate burgers and Rotel- my dad's supper that he makes to make Kevin happy. After a while, we began to play Wii. I watched for a while, and played a few games myself.
Dad went down the hall at around 10:00, and Kevin stayed until 11:00. We had a great time :D

Anyway, I have some English homework to do- I have to read Beowulf and then write a paper over it. Good times, good times. Not.

Bye :]

In My Room.

Today's been a long day, and right now, I can hardly keep my eyes open. I just kind of thought of this randomly... Okay...let me explain.

At work today, Dad and I were finishing up a GINORMOUS order that came in yesterday. We STILL did not finish it...but that's not the point. Before we started, Dad left, and ran some catalogs to schools so they could look through them and possibly order stuff from us. So I got online while he was gone, and I began to read old myspace messages from Kevin. Which is one of my favorite things to do. Because I'm a hopeless romantic and his old messages were adorable.

When Dad got back, we started on the order again. We took about an hour, and then took a break for lunch. We watched the last episode of the first season of Heroes (because Kevin has so kindly lent us his Christmas present :] ). Afterwards, we got back to work again. We worked until 4:30. Yeah. That's over five hours all together working today. Which, I mean, we've done this before, and I'm not trying to sound lazy or like a weenie...but dear lord, my shoulders hurt.

Dad left again at around 4:30, and I got back on the internet. I began to read (again) through old e-mails and messages from Kevin. They (the messages) talked about his baptism, his parents, his brothers, our first date, our first week as a couple together, our likes and dislikes, our hopes and dreams, and really just kind of "getting to know each other" messages. You know, the awkward, "Hey I like you" messages that turn into, "Hey, I think I love you" messages? Yeah...those.

As I said before, reading through our old messages is the best. I mean...thinking about how we actually met and started dating in HIGH SCHOOL? It's CRAZY.

He was so adorable in those messages. And when I say "used to" ... I mean he doesn't "use myspace anymore, so he can't send me adorable messages anymore :[ "Anyway, I'm going to start doing this as much as I possibly can. The "Random Thoughts Before Going to Bed" posts, I mean.

So I hope you'll stop by and read them every once and a while.

Comments are appreciated :]

-Lindsay