Okay. So. Chris works nights. Which means that if I want to get to talk to him, I have to stay up really late. This has generally evolved into me being almost nocturnal along with him, which is why I'm writing a blog post at four am. Even when he doesn't work, it's easier to stay in the general rhythm of being up all night and sleeping all day. Which means a lot of nights lately have been spent with us talking until like... five am. Whoops. (Hurray for having a basement so I don't wake up my roommates!)
Last time we saw each other, we told each other our respective first kiss stories. When I demonstrated mine (it makes the whole story SO much more accurately awkward) he laughed. It made me laugh. It was interesting to me how I used to think it was the most awkward thing on the planet, and how I was so embarrassed to tell anybody about it, but now I realize it is pretty ridiculous and funny. We talked a lot about high school, and how we don't want [my children or his children or, at this rate, TBH, our children] to be as dumb as we were. We talked about how we want our kids to really realize that there IS life after high school, but at the same time we don't want them having what I call "college tunnel vision." I honestly think that's what ruined my senior year. All I could think about was how badly I wanted to get the heck out of high school, and Logan in general, and I forgot to enjoy it. And, of course, we talked about how we don't want our children to pair off in high school. But the fact of the matter is, they're going to do it anyway. And I'll be there when they get dumped, not with an "I told you so!" or a "NOW don't you wish you'd listened to me?!" but rather with a "this really sucks, I'm sorry you have to go through this."
Anyway. I'm chatting with Chris on Facebook and totally just lost my train of thought, which is a bummer, because I had some good things to share with you folks.
Oh! Yeah! So I'm a Crimson Flier now. I'm pretty much the official Fliers graphic designer. Because I'm just that awesome. But Chris and I are going to play for the Lost Boys at the Cinco de Mayo Cup and I'm waaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy excited! :)
I'll just leave you with my latest creation. When I say Crimson, you say Fliers!
Showing posts with label High School. Show all posts
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Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Nocturnal.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Jon.
So, there's this guy...
Lol, don't worry, this is not me admitting my undying love for this person. Anyway his name is Jon, and we've been friends for like... six years. We got really close my sophomore year of high school, and then he went on his mission, and I moved to Provo, and life happened, and we just don't talk much anymore. Anyway, yesterday I texted him to see if I could tag along with him to church. Obviously, being Jon, he said of course.
And, being Jon, he somehow weaseled almost everything out of me. I think I may actually be getting to the bottom of this. (This being... everything.)
And, being Jon, he made me feel completely guilty yet very hopeful and optimistic at the same time. I don't know how he does that.
But his hugs... they sure help.
Lol, don't worry, this is not me admitting my undying love for this person. Anyway his name is Jon, and we've been friends for like... six years. We got really close my sophomore year of high school, and then he went on his mission, and I moved to Provo, and life happened, and we just don't talk much anymore. Anyway, yesterday I texted him to see if I could tag along with him to church. Obviously, being Jon, he said of course.
And, being Jon, he somehow weaseled almost everything out of me. I think I may actually be getting to the bottom of this. (This being... everything.)
And, being Jon, he made me feel completely guilty yet very hopeful and optimistic at the same time. I don't know how he does that.
But his hugs... they sure help.
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