Let me see how fast I can write this... My computer fan STILL isn't working so I can only type with my laptop actually on my lap for short periods of time. I think if I actually could type in some sort of controlled manner things would be a whole lot better... But that is what the backspace key is for right?
Anyways.
What I meant to write about is this summer. Is it gone already? I had so many plans. None of which happened. I think I should start out with how the school year ended. With me not getting the financial aide I thought I would, and what I did get didn't come in until AFTER school ended.
Sigh. I won't go into that since I am still frustrated by it and am getting frustrated all over again by the fall's attempt to get a loan.
Back to summer and what I didn't do. And what I did do. And how I can't seem to remember most of it.
What I do remember is somehow agreeing to being someone's make out buddy then him cutting me off after only 1 and 1/2 (I am not counting the 2nd time I kissed him as a full make out session. Despite what he may say. It lasted less than a minute and SO doesn't count) times. We still hung out but he wouldn't kiss me. Which threw me into a dizzying bout of self doubt and wonderings of WHY?!
It took him about 2 months to explain that. I am finally okay with it, but even that took a week of reviewing everything to make it all right.
At the moment I am still mad at him. He offered something I haven't had in YEARS- a snuggle buddy. Someone who would hold me and make me feel... I am not sure what I felt only that I miss it and mad at him for making me feel it in the first place. It had been 7 years since I have had a boyfriend or kissed someone. I don't date. Not because I don't want to.... Well, to tell the whole truth- dating scares me- but that is for another post that will never get written.
So that happened. He offered, I said yes... In a text while I was in bed trying to go to sleep. I have since come to the conclusion that I should NOT text, post on Facebook or talk to anyone after 10pm. Nothing good ever comes of it. Then it was over.
What else have I done?
I made a lot of food.
I am in culinary school. I love to cook. But I won't cook for just myself. So, I offer to cook for others. I set up some dinners for some friends. One of which I kinda like and I kinda asked out... That will be explained later.
Back to food. I love food. I love to eat. And I love to make new recipes. I had a waffle party on Friday the 13th in July. Then I started dinners with friends after that. It was so much fun! I made stuffed chicken and lasagna, and enchiladas. And got to know a certain guy better. But since I always text him and his roommate (who is flaming gay) about doing things I guess he didn't get the hint about having a picnic just a duex.
I think he might like me... but I am not sure and he hasn't made a move at all. Not really. This is starting to make me wonder if we are just circling around the issue but neither one of us is willing to make the first move. Which is just sad. I mean really- it is the guy who is suppose to ask the girl out. Especially when the girl is trying to make it obvious that she likes him.
Boys are stupid.
What else did I do this summer?
I got bitten twice on my left eye lid by a mosquito. In front of the guy I was interested in and half my ward. It looked really funny especially since I also have a bump just below my left eye from where I ran into a door. I am not sure HOW that happened but it did. And it was the skinny part of the door. I am REALLY not sure how it happened. I would like to claim I was under the influence of something... sleep... legal pain medication... too much cake... Who knows.
And I think that was it. Besides work. I worked a decent amount this summer now that I can think of it. Not tons, but enough for me to pay rent. Which is really nice. I worked both stores and have come to the conclusion that I do not like corporate America. And will run my future restaurant accordingly.
Oh yeah, and my best friend from high school and college eloped. Yep. She ran off with the love of her life. And that makes me the last of my friends I grew up with or went on a mission with who is not married or pregnant. Or both. And I will age out of the Single's Ward in 7 months. But I won't go into that because if I do this post will exceed the word count I am sure. And I am trying to pretend I am not bitter about the whole situation. Thank you certain un-named parties who reminded me just what I was missing. Grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble grumble.....
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