something...

That will not go on my MySpace blog. Too many people read that, and this post is rather...personal, I guess. Anyways, it's about this weekend.

I went to Megan's this weekend. Stopped at the doctor's office so that she could get a shot in her wrist for her carpal tunnel. She passed out and wasn't feeling too good, so I drove her home. That night, we watched "National Treasure" with her parents. Afterwards, after they went to bed, we went into the computer room where they had blown up a mattress for me, and we made out. At first, she played the dominant role on top of me, and then let me do the same with her. I was afraid that I would be too heavy for her, but I wasn't.

Next day, Saturday, we went to Grandfather Mountain with Amanda and Corey. I drove up there with Corey's directions. We got there, had lunch in the museum, walked around the museum, and then went to see the small zoo they had. Got to feed the bears, they would stand up on their hind legs and catch the food in their mouths. Then we drove up to the swinging bridge and went across. Amanda was afraid of the height. Once we were across the bridge, we walked/climbed over to the peak. Took some pictures there, Megan is supposed to e-mail them to me. Corey drove back to Dobson, even though he wasn't supposed to, but we kept it a secret. We dropped them off so that Corey could get his car, then we went to dinner at this Greek/Italian place. Very good.

When we got back to megan's house, her parents had gone to Winston-Salem shopping. She took the opportunity to teach me how to dance: waltz, marengue (spelling?), fast dance and slow dance. We did the latter the most. Then, while I was sitting on the couch, she laid across my lap and pretended to be Sleeping Beauty, and I had to figure out what she wanted me to do to her. it ended up being that she wanted me to pick her up and spin her around, so I did that. Afterwards, she engaged me in a game of "steal the gum" on the floor with her on top of me. She says I was pretty good at it. Then she started kissing my neck, and pulled down my collar so that she could kiss my shoulders too. Damn, that felt so good. I returned the favor by getting on top of her and kissing her neck and chest, because it was a low cut shirt. I made a conscious effort to kiss harder like she told me to so that she could feel it. Then I pulled up her shirt and started kissing her bare belly. she told me after I finished that it felt way too good, and that I wasn't allowed to do it anymore. It's unfortunate because I enjoy making her feel good, but hey, I don't want us to get into any trouble, and if that tempts her to take it farther, then I won't do it.

Anywhat, end of the sensitive details. Went to church with her the next morning. Ate lunch, came back to campus. Now I've started the Weight Watchers diet, we'll see how that works out for me. Faith and I are going to run in preparation for the 1.5 mile run for Lifetime Wellness. Got to make an A in that class. Doesn't help that I failed a quiz today, but no more, now that I know how he does his quizzes and where he gets the material from. Well, I think that's it.

I'm here...

Moved back into school today. Got here at 8:30am, move-in wasn't supposed to start until 9pm, but they let us start early. Alex and his mom helped us. Got everything in before my dad, Chrisanne, and Rhone got here. Then we helped him move in, put together my loft bed. After that, Alex went home, and then we went to help Megan move in. that was much easier than moving in my stuff. I'm on the third floor of McCall, she's on the first floor of Bryan. After we got done with that, we went to lunch at Wendy's, came back, did some unpacking, went to Walmart and got a chair for my room, one that's more comfortable than the chairs they give us. Hung out with Rhone and David some, had dinner with everyone from that group. Walked Megan back from Stephanie's apartment. We both felt like we hadn't gotten to see each other much today even though we were together for several hours. I guess we just didn't get any "one on one" time. We'll get plenty of that, though, the next couple of days. After we get our ID's, parking stickers, and my books, we'll be leaving for my dad's. It's his birthday tomorrow. Anyways, I'm done writing for now.

hyped

yep...can't wait for Sunday. Moving back into school. Just the thought of it makes me giddy. hmm...anything else to say? well, drew hung out for a bit yesterday, we're going to the driving range tomorrow, since he got a set of clubs. man, I'm psyched about school.

The only damper on this wait is that I have to work on saturday. By the way, I put in my two weeks notice last saturday...then I looked at the schedule. I had put in an availability sheet for when I go back to school, saying that I could only work on saturdays. Well, they scheduled me all next week, and obviously, I can't work those days. I brought this up to the ETL-HR, Rebecca, who's in charge of the schedule, and she said it would be better if my last day was this saturday instead of next saturday, because it would "count against me" if I had to find someone to replace me on all of those days that I was scheduled...which makes no sense, it's their mistake, why should I have to be penalized for that? Anyways, when I call to find out when I'm working, because I forgot to write it down, I'll ask about that. anyways, I have to get some junk off my bed so I can sleep.

lovely picture

Of Megan. Indeed. Picture of her when we went to the beach. Anyways, about her...she got into a car wreck yesterday. She called me at about 8pm, when I was over at Alex's with Mike, we had just finished watching "Deep Rising". She told me that she had run into someone and got whiplash. I misunderstood (although, I didn't tell her that until tonight) and didn't realize that she was talking about a car crash. I thought she had been knocked over by someone at work. Why I thought that, I don't know. But anyways. I told her that I was with Mike and that I'd call her back after I took him home. Well, I ended up keeping him around for dinner. At about 9pm, she called me wondering what was taking so long. I explained that we got sidetracked and that we were about to head out the door. I could tell that she was getting frustrated with me. I offered to talk to her while I was driving, but she said that that was illegal, and told me just to call her back as soon as I got home. I did. Then, I realize that it was a car wreck. I apologized profusely for not talking to her earlier, but before she would forgive me, she made me tell her exactly why she was angry with me. Took a few minutes and a few hints to decipher all of the reasons, but here they are, as best I remember:
1. I seemed indifferent to her situation
2. I didn't inform her of the change of plans with mike
3. ...I can't remember...

But I guess it's okay...she forgave me, and we're fine now. and I've decided that next saturday will be my last day at Target. I think that's all for now...

no title for you

That's right. Anyways, Utopia is resetting in a few minutes, so that's why this will be brief, because I don't want to stay up much longer, just long enough to get on and say a word in the forums. Megan and I had a semi-argument the other night. Basically, I read her my last post, which contained some disappointing statements, from her perspective. Basically, I crushed her hope that I would propose to her on our six month anniversary in December. I told her I would if I could, but that I wouldn't have the ring then because I wouldn't be able to afford it. I guess that was the wrong thing to say. Not that she yelled at me or anything, but she was hurt by it. I apologized, but she said it wasn't my fault, that it was hers for having that particular dream anyway...but, yeah, everything's fine now...she called me this morning and apologized for being in such a pessimistic mood.

So...my thoughts. Short of coming into a few thousand dollars, I don't see how I can get the ring to propose to her anytime soon. The money I'm saving up is for Italy. I've been saving even before we started dating. I could take out a bank loan, but I wouldn't be able to pay on it till next summer, when I could get a job again. Even then, I'd need some help paying it off, then I'd owe the person who helped me. anyways, I'm done for now. going to find something to occupy my time until Utopia works again...and no, I'm not obsessed.

"love"ly conversation

Don't read this if you gag at the thought of love. Megan and I had an interesting conversation last night. We talked to each other in third person via a grapevine and a little bird. Don't ask, it's difficult to explain. Anyways, the grapevine (essentially, me) at last asked the bird (her) how much she loved me. She took a moment to compose her thoughts, and then told me. Unfortunately, I don't recall everything she said, but she said that in the two months that we've been together, she has come to a point where she loves me enough to sacrifice her happiness to make me happy, to even sacrifice her life for mine. Wow. No girl has ever felt that way about me. I thought it would never happen, as you know. Anyways, she asked the same question of me. I essentially told her that I felt the same way about her.

Earlier in our conversation, we discussed hopes and dreams, and how I didn't dare to dream for fear of disappointment. She made me admit that I'm not as pessimistic as I once was. Anywhat, after our exchange about how much we loved each other, I did mention one of my dreams. I told her that sometimes, I dream of us getting married. I'm serious. That's something I want to happen. She said that there was something I could do to make that come true. I hazarded a guess and said that it might be that I could propose to her. She said I was right. I brought up that she doesn't want to get married until she graduates from pharmacy school and gets a job. She said that she doesn't mind a long engagement. Her only stipulation was that I had to ask her parents before I asked her. This seems to hint that she would accept if I did ask.

Perhaps I'm too cautious or traditional, but I'm going to wait awhile. I really do think I will ask her to marry me eventually. But not after only two months of being together, despite that I've known her for almost a year. I just want to make sure it will work. Not that I'm having doubts, mind you, but I like to be prepared. Perhaps it is cautiousness then. I'm not known for being impetuous, lol.

Well, considering that I'm going to get up in less than five hours, I should get to sleep. Need to go to Walmart tomorrow and get my oil changed and tires rotated. That will take a few hours. Not that it takes long to do the stuff, but it's the line to get it done, even on a weekday.