So I went upstairs to one of my friends room and told her the situation. And she was basically telling me that I should tell him that he's upsetting me. And how I was feeling. She said it wasn't right that he was talking to my roommate more than he was talking to me. And my issue was like...of all days. The day that I made this for your birthday, like...it's not a right way to show appreciation for it.
So I went back down to my room (and I was upset...like really upset with the whole situation). He asked me where I went because I was gone for a long time. And I refused to tell him. And then he kept bugging me to tell him, but I wasn't going to because my thoughts weren't put together yet and I wasn't ready to tell him. And then he was like, "if you tell me where you went, then I will tell you where I went last night." My answer to that was "I don't care where you were last night." or something along those lines. So later we go downstairs a level to one of the common rooms where I surprised him with his cheesecake. One of my reasons to do it downstairs was so that we would be alone, and also I didn't want to be back in the room when my roommate came back from her shower...lest she had some other things to say about being naked.
So eating the cheesecake was quiet to say the least. He was happy for the surprise, but of course I wasn't happy with the way things had gone. I had wanted this to be a special night between him and I, I ended up with my roommate, him, and me. While we were downstairs he tried again to get me to talk about where I went, and I still wasn't ready to tell. As I said, I wanted to put my words together even more.
Eventually we went back upstairs to my room, and luckily my roommate had already left. So we went back to the room, and he kept begging me to tell him what was wrong. And I did...I broke down and cried. Told him how I didn't think that it was right that he was paying more attention to my roommate than to me. Then he started crying and apologized, said that he didn't know that he was doing that, and that he hated to see me cry. And he said that he didn't get the hint that it was supposed to be just the two of us.
So that was it...I forgave him. Besides, it hurt me just as much to see him cry. And then we kissed and everything was all better :-)
Monday, September 17, 2007
The Saturday That will Live in Infamy (September 1st) Pt. 1
My boyfriend's birthday happened to fall on August 29th, which was the Wednesday of the first week of school. So on Wednesday, I went out to a Japanese restaurant with my boyfriend and three of his male friends. At first, I didn't want to go because I thought it should just be he and his friends, but some of my friends convinced me that I should go too since he asked. So I went, and it turned out to be fun, so I'm glad I went.
So anyways, I had plans of my own to make my boyfriend rice and plantain with stew (since he had never had Nigerian food before, and I had been telling him that he had to try it). And then for dessert, I was going to make his favorite food which was cheesecake. So I had a friend take me to the store where I bought all the ingredients.
Fast forward to Saturday....
4AM
I wake up to bake the cheesecake.
8 AM
Cheesecake has been baking for 2 hours now. I am tired, decide that I should go upstairs and take a nap.
10 AM
Wake back up because I need to take the cheesecake out and put it into the fridge.
12AM
Go with my three best friends and my roommate to get breakfast/dinner before our school's football game.
There happen to see my boyfriend along with some of his teammates grabbing some food. My friends and I say hi, I give him a hug, and then he leaves for the field. So my friends and roommate (Brittany) are just chatting about random things.
2PM
Go to watch the football game. We start off well in the beginning...but 3rd quarter comes, other team takes off and we lose.
4:30PM
Back to my dorm where I will spend the next several, several hours cooking dinner for my boyfriend.
6:30PM
Boyfriend calls and says he can't make it at 7:00, and asks if he can come at 8:00. Told him that was great (besides...I wasn't finished cooking and wanted to take another shower before he came so I didn't smell like friend plantain).
8:00PM
Boyfriend comes, and I have him take me to the store first to buy some whipped cream (the cheesecake cracked around some of the edges and I needed to fix it). He didn't know why we were going to the store, in fact he didn't know that I had cooked him dinner either. While we were out, I also happened to see some plantain that was riper than the one that I had bought, and so I picked up a few of those as well.
So we get back to my room and my roommate is there. And you want to know the first things that she said? She was like...
"Hi James! You know what? You are a lot taller and more muscular than I thought you were. I mean, I was talking to some friends about you, and they said that you were tall and muscular. I said that I didn't know about muscular, but you are definitely taller than I had thought."
My boyfriend just smiled and laughed at the whole thing.
And then pretty much throughout the time my boyfriend was there, he spent more time talking to my roommate than talking to me. Joking with her about America's Next Top Model....etc.
And then when I said that I was going to fry up the plantain that I had just bought, he asked if I wanted him to stay in the room, or come down with me! I mean...why would he ask to stay in the room with my roommate....does that make any sense?
And so then later, when we finally get to eating after we came back and he joked around with my roommate some more. My roommate goes into her closet right behind us and goes, "James, don't turn around, I'm getting naked." And then James says, "I mean, that would be kind of weird. Especially since ELNG is right here." And then she replies, "I'm in the closet!" And then adds again sarcastically, "oh yeah, I'm getting naked right behind you."
Why did she have to use the word naked...she could have said she was changing! And why did my bf see the need to further the conversation...?
So when my roommate left to go and take a shower because she was going to a party...I excused myself and left....
So anyways, I had plans of my own to make my boyfriend rice and plantain with stew (since he had never had Nigerian food before, and I had been telling him that he had to try it). And then for dessert, I was going to make his favorite food which was cheesecake. So I had a friend take me to the store where I bought all the ingredients.
Fast forward to Saturday....
4AM
I wake up to bake the cheesecake.
8 AM
Cheesecake has been baking for 2 hours now. I am tired, decide that I should go upstairs and take a nap.
10 AM
Wake back up because I need to take the cheesecake out and put it into the fridge.
12AM
Go with my three best friends and my roommate to get breakfast/dinner before our school's football game.
There happen to see my boyfriend along with some of his teammates grabbing some food. My friends and I say hi, I give him a hug, and then he leaves for the field. So my friends and roommate (Brittany) are just chatting about random things.
2PM
Go to watch the football game. We start off well in the beginning...but 3rd quarter comes, other team takes off and we lose.
4:30PM
Back to my dorm where I will spend the next several, several hours cooking dinner for my boyfriend.
6:30PM
Boyfriend calls and says he can't make it at 7:00, and asks if he can come at 8:00. Told him that was great (besides...I wasn't finished cooking and wanted to take another shower before he came so I didn't smell like friend plantain).
8:00PM
Boyfriend comes, and I have him take me to the store first to buy some whipped cream (the cheesecake cracked around some of the edges and I needed to fix it). He didn't know why we were going to the store, in fact he didn't know that I had cooked him dinner either. While we were out, I also happened to see some plantain that was riper than the one that I had bought, and so I picked up a few of those as well.
So we get back to my room and my roommate is there. And you want to know the first things that she said? She was like...
"Hi James! You know what? You are a lot taller and more muscular than I thought you were. I mean, I was talking to some friends about you, and they said that you were tall and muscular. I said that I didn't know about muscular, but you are definitely taller than I had thought."
My boyfriend just smiled and laughed at the whole thing.
And then pretty much throughout the time my boyfriend was there, he spent more time talking to my roommate than talking to me. Joking with her about America's Next Top Model....etc.
And then when I said that I was going to fry up the plantain that I had just bought, he asked if I wanted him to stay in the room, or come down with me! I mean...why would he ask to stay in the room with my roommate....does that make any sense?
And so then later, when we finally get to eating after we came back and he joked around with my roommate some more. My roommate goes into her closet right behind us and goes, "James, don't turn around, I'm getting naked." And then James says, "I mean, that would be kind of weird. Especially since ELNG is right here." And then she replies, "I'm in the closet!" And then adds again sarcastically, "oh yeah, I'm getting naked right behind you."
Why did she have to use the word naked...she could have said she was changing! And why did my bf see the need to further the conversation...?
So when my roommate left to go and take a shower because she was going to a party...I excused myself and left....
Hazy First Days with the Roomie
Move-in day went well. My roommate met my parents and my parents thought she was a responsible girl. I had the same impression of her as well (though I did know her from last year because we would complain about our roommates together before dance practice on Saturday mornings).
My parents left after about two hours, which we spent buying some things for the house and for my dorm. Right after my parents left, I meet up with my boyfriend and we chat while I'm unpacking all my things and putting them into place in my room.
In comes my roommate some hours later. So I introduce her to my boyfriend and he talks to her (like my boyfriend to make everyone feel at home :-) ). And then of course my roommate is all like..."you never told me you had a boyfriend." And in my head I'm thinking well I didn't know you well enough for me to tell you I had a boyfriend. I mean, where am I supposed to add it in during our brief passing conversations that consist of "hey, how are you?" "Good, and you?" "I'm doing well."
So we're probably in the room together (all three of us) for another hour or two...during which I was unpacking, boyfriend talking to roommate, me adding my two cents in every once in a while.
Then later my boyfriend took me out to dinner, which was great.
Through out the next couple days, my roommate would just be like...."awww, I wish I had a boyfriend." Along with other stuff, which I can't quite remember, over and over again....
My parents left after about two hours, which we spent buying some things for the house and for my dorm. Right after my parents left, I meet up with my boyfriend and we chat while I'm unpacking all my things and putting them into place in my room.
In comes my roommate some hours later. So I introduce her to my boyfriend and he talks to her (like my boyfriend to make everyone feel at home :-) ). And then of course my roommate is all like..."you never told me you had a boyfriend." And in my head I'm thinking well I didn't know you well enough for me to tell you I had a boyfriend. I mean, where am I supposed to add it in during our brief passing conversations that consist of "hey, how are you?" "Good, and you?" "I'm doing well."
So we're probably in the room together (all three of us) for another hour or two...during which I was unpacking, boyfriend talking to roommate, me adding my two cents in every once in a while.
Then later my boyfriend took me out to dinner, which was great.
Through out the next couple days, my roommate would just be like...."awww, I wish I had a boyfriend." Along with other stuff, which I can't quite remember, over and over again....
Return of the Prodigal Daughter....?
Hey you guys!
I'm so sorry that I have been such an awful blogger. I've been off for like two or three months now....it's horrible. First I got swamped last couple weeks of summer school, all study and no play. Then I just wanted to relax and stressed out about school. Now I've been in school for like a month, and I literally get like 4-5 hours of sleep a night.
I thought I could stay away from blogging, and it was out of my mind for a while. Then I remembered that I missed having a place that I could just vent. About anything and everything and everyone. I really did miss you guys though. But my not wanted to blog at first kept me away. But now I'm back! I can't guarantee how often I'll blog though. But it will at least be once a week lol.
So let me give the quick rundown of what's been going on in my school days...then I will give sequential new posts that you can all catch up to minute by minute, detail by detail TODAY!!! Right now...as I have come down with this horrible cold and am lying in bed, missing my classes for the day.
Pretty much, school so far has been work, work work. Hanging out with friends, my boyfriend....and I have tons of gist about my roommate. My sneaky roommate that has some kind of negative intention towards my bf and I. My friends and I have all talked...and she's really shady. Let me start to break it down....
I'm so sorry that I have been such an awful blogger. I've been off for like two or three months now....it's horrible. First I got swamped last couple weeks of summer school, all study and no play. Then I just wanted to relax and stressed out about school. Now I've been in school for like a month, and I literally get like 4-5 hours of sleep a night.
I thought I could stay away from blogging, and it was out of my mind for a while. Then I remembered that I missed having a place that I could just vent. About anything and everything and everyone. I really did miss you guys though. But my not wanted to blog at first kept me away. But now I'm back! I can't guarantee how often I'll blog though. But it will at least be once a week lol.
So let me give the quick rundown of what's been going on in my school days...then I will give sequential new posts that you can all catch up to minute by minute, detail by detail TODAY!!! Right now...as I have come down with this horrible cold and am lying in bed, missing my classes for the day.
Pretty much, school so far has been work, work work. Hanging out with friends, my boyfriend....and I have tons of gist about my roommate. My sneaky roommate that has some kind of negative intention towards my bf and I. My friends and I have all talked...and she's really shady. Let me start to break it down....
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
My Actually Post for Today...a Very Funny Story
I woke up realizing that once again I fell asleep while failing to study the material that we had just learned in calculus the previous day. I looked at the clock, 3:00AM...well then I have time. I wondered why I woke up so early, but it gave me time before to study. Slowly I was becoming more wide awake...and that's when I heard it. There was this awful music that I was hearing.
I didn't know what to make of it. First I thought it was coming from my parents room because my room shares a wall with theirs, but I soon began to realize it was not. Remembering that my window was open...I leaned toward the window and heard it louder. At first I thought it was some kind of ritual music. I mean...this thing sounded like those voodoo chants that I watch in Nigerian movies. But it was more melodic. It didn't even sound like English to me! But the house where it was coming from...they are Korean, so I just assumed they were playing Korean music and went downstairs.
About half and hour has passed since I had awoken from my slumber lol...and I'm downstairs studying. I start to hear footsteps down the stairs. I'm hoping its not my parents because I don't want to get in trouble. I look behind and I see my sister. And she asks if I can't sleep...me assuming she was asking why I was downstairs early told her I fell asleep early so I just woke up early. Then she tells me that she can't sleep because the neighbors were singing.
She wanted to sleep...and who could blame her, but
her idea was to find a flashlight and shine it in their direction. Clearly...I thought this was a bad idea. So I told her to just yell out the window and tell them to be quiet. "ELNG, can you do it?" "Haha...no way! Why don't you just close your window?" She refused and went back upstairs. Five minutes later I hear "SHUT UP!" So I go upstairs, and my sister has decided to yell out the window. I linger around a bit...and tell her well they've stopped. She tells me that they always stop...but then they always start up again. And sure enough...a few minutes later she tells me they've started again.
Turns out, apparently this guy has been sitting in his car singing this My Chemical Romance song...and I here I was thinking the song was Korean. Still didn't sound English to me no matter how hard I listened. But whatever....she knows all about My Chemical Romance. And guess what time she woke up as well? Go on...guess? Three o'clock in the morning!!!!
So after sometime passes...I decide I want to yell out the window as well. I mean...we've all seen it in the movies where people yell things like "Shut up it's 3 o'clock in the morning," or "do you know what time it is," and the likes. So that's what I did...first I said "SHUT UP, PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP." Boy kept singing...so I said "BESIDES YOU SUCK!" Still continues to sing...and then I go "THAT'S IT...I'M CALLING THE POLICE!" Okay...so I admit, I went overboard...but that's something that I can cross off my list of things that I need to do before I die lol. j/k j/k
So to end the story, we later told our parents. Mom came to sisters room and said she didn't hear anything because at that time he was taking another pause. And then he started up again...right as she was walking away. Called mom back and she came and heard it for herself. Then she told us to go to bed...okay. I went back downstairs to do my work...but that was funny.
Ohhh....and Happy 4th of July to everyone in the States!
p.s. Please excuse my earlier rant about my bf...I was just in one of those moods...
I didn't know what to make of it. First I thought it was coming from my parents room because my room shares a wall with theirs, but I soon began to realize it was not. Remembering that my window was open...I leaned toward the window and heard it louder. At first I thought it was some kind of ritual music. I mean...this thing sounded like those voodoo chants that I watch in Nigerian movies. But it was more melodic. It didn't even sound like English to me! But the house where it was coming from...they are Korean, so I just assumed they were playing Korean music and went downstairs.
About half and hour has passed since I had awoken from my slumber lol...and I'm downstairs studying. I start to hear footsteps down the stairs. I'm hoping its not my parents because I don't want to get in trouble. I look behind and I see my sister. And she asks if I can't sleep...me assuming she was asking why I was downstairs early told her I fell asleep early so I just woke up early. Then she tells me that she can't sleep because the neighbors were singing.
She wanted to sleep...and who could blame her, but
her idea was to find a flashlight and shine it in their direction. Clearly...I thought this was a bad idea. So I told her to just yell out the window and tell them to be quiet. "ELNG, can you do it?" "Haha...no way! Why don't you just close your window?" She refused and went back upstairs. Five minutes later I hear "SHUT UP!" So I go upstairs, and my sister has decided to yell out the window. I linger around a bit...and tell her well they've stopped. She tells me that they always stop...but then they always start up again. And sure enough...a few minutes later she tells me they've started again.Turns out, apparently this guy has been sitting in his car singing this My Chemical Romance song...and I here I was thinking the song was Korean. Still didn't sound English to me no matter how hard I listened. But whatever....she knows all about My Chemical Romance. And guess what time she woke up as well? Go on...guess? Three o'clock in the morning!!!!
So after sometime passes...I decide I want to yell out the window as well. I mean...we've all seen it in the movies where people yell things like "Shut up it's 3 o'clock in the morning," or "do you know what time it is," and the likes. So that's what I did...first I said "SHUT UP, PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP." Boy kept singing...so I said "BESIDES YOU SUCK!" Still continues to sing...and then I go "THAT'S IT...I'M CALLING THE POLICE!" Okay...so I admit, I went overboard...but that's something that I can cross off my list of things that I need to do before I die lol. j/k j/k
So to end the story, we later told our parents. Mom came to sisters room and said she didn't hear anything because at that time he was taking another pause. And then he started up again...right as she was walking away. Called mom back and she came and heard it for herself. Then she told us to go to bed...okay. I went back downstairs to do my work...but that was funny.
Ohhh....and Happy 4th of July to everyone in the States!
p.s. Please excuse my earlier rant about my bf...I was just in one of those moods...
Random BF Rant.....
While the events of last week seem to disappear into who-knows-where land...there are some things I remember.
As I have suggested in my last post, my boyfriend does say somethings that are rude at times. And I feel like that along some other...well one in particular habit really drives me up the wall. I mean...is it okay for me to kind of rant about my boyfriend like this? One thing that bothers me, which I would love to think of some way to tell him is that he chews with his mouth open! That one really bothers me...and the fact that he'll talk with food in his mouth as well. If it's a once in a while thing...I might be able to deal with that. And I don't know if I am being picky or not...
We were talking on the phone one day...and I all could hear was loud chewing. And I asked him..."are you eating something?" He said that he had just went to get pizza. He asked why I asked, I said "no reason." Ohhh....if I had let my mind betray me then. I want to tell him politely that he should eat with his mouth closed and not show the whole world his food...but how do I? I was once thinking of telling him a story of a neighbor of mine who annoyed my siblings and I with how he chewed with his mouth open. And did I add that his mouth does this side-side move like a cow when he chews and talks? I am seriously not trying to be mean...I do still like him despite this. I mean...its not like we eat all the time when we are together.
I don't know...I guess being away from him for 2 months already...and not being about to see him for another 1 1/2 makes things hard for me to keep remembering all the good things. Don't get me wrong here...I thought about the good for about the first month and a half. But I can't help but feel that he's changing. Not changing as in he would dump me...I know its not that.
Actually, I think we are both changing. We don't talk as much as we used to...we used to talk everyday for hours. It could be texting back and forth for a bit, or chatting online or phone calls. Now we never talk for maybe more than 30minutes...every couple of days. Might get a sprinkle of a text here or there. And I know that's still good...but I don't know.
Last thing of this post... So my boyfriend has this pseuo-psycho ex girlfriend. Not sure if I ever mentioned her before. So she's been trying to get him back...she "tricked" him into going on a date with her last summer...although not sure how you can be "tricked into a date." They had gone out to dinner and the pier on the beach at night and he paid for everything (and he didn't know it was a date until she told one of her friends about it).
So he told me that he wanted to go and hang out with her during the summer. Which I don't really get, he says they want to be friends...and yet she still likes him. When she found out we were going out because we decided to put it on facebook she told him "oh I see you have a girlfriend, well that's great because I have a boyfriend too!" I mean....what kind of nonsense is that? I'm not trying to invite any trouble! So I don't know, I told him I don't understand why he wants to go...but he said if she starts getting too frisky/fresh/whatever the word is, then he would leave. But I'm a little worried about what he considers flirting...he didn't know I liked him when I was flirting with him...because he said "lots of girls including some of his friends do that."
Ohhh...this post was soo inappropriate, But I'm just confused right now. Will explain more in my next post...this one is already too long :-/
As I have suggested in my last post, my boyfriend does say somethings that are rude at times. And I feel like that along some other...well one in particular habit really drives me up the wall. I mean...is it okay for me to kind of rant about my boyfriend like this? One thing that bothers me, which I would love to think of some way to tell him is that he chews with his mouth open! That one really bothers me...and the fact that he'll talk with food in his mouth as well. If it's a once in a while thing...I might be able to deal with that. And I don't know if I am being picky or not...
We were talking on the phone one day...and I all could hear was loud chewing. And I asked him..."are you eating something?" He said that he had just went to get pizza. He asked why I asked, I said "no reason." Ohhh....if I had let my mind betray me then. I want to tell him politely that he should eat with his mouth closed and not show the whole world his food...but how do I? I was once thinking of telling him a story of a neighbor of mine who annoyed my siblings and I with how he chewed with his mouth open. And did I add that his mouth does this side-side move like a cow when he chews and talks? I am seriously not trying to be mean...I do still like him despite this. I mean...its not like we eat all the time when we are together.
I don't know...I guess being away from him for 2 months already...and not being about to see him for another 1 1/2 makes things hard for me to keep remembering all the good things. Don't get me wrong here...I thought about the good for about the first month and a half. But I can't help but feel that he's changing. Not changing as in he would dump me...I know its not that.
Actually, I think we are both changing. We don't talk as much as we used to...we used to talk everyday for hours. It could be texting back and forth for a bit, or chatting online or phone calls. Now we never talk for maybe more than 30minutes...every couple of days. Might get a sprinkle of a text here or there. And I know that's still good...but I don't know.
Last thing of this post... So my boyfriend has this pseuo-psycho ex girlfriend. Not sure if I ever mentioned her before. So she's been trying to get him back...she "tricked" him into going on a date with her last summer...although not sure how you can be "tricked into a date." They had gone out to dinner and the pier on the beach at night and he paid for everything (and he didn't know it was a date until she told one of her friends about it).
So he told me that he wanted to go and hang out with her during the summer. Which I don't really get, he says they want to be friends...and yet she still likes him. When she found out we were going out because we decided to put it on facebook she told him "oh I see you have a girlfriend, well that's great because I have a boyfriend too!" I mean....what kind of nonsense is that? I'm not trying to invite any trouble! So I don't know, I told him I don't understand why he wants to go...but he said if she starts getting too frisky/fresh/whatever the word is, then he would leave. But I'm a little worried about what he considers flirting...he didn't know I liked him when I was flirting with him...because he said "lots of girls including some of his friends do that."
Ohhh...this post was soo inappropriate, But I'm just confused right now. Will explain more in my next post...this one is already too long :-/
Monday, July 2, 2007
Back for Real This Time!!!
Okay, sorry. I know I made a post that I was going to be back, but I didn't update. I was going to push it back a day because I had a test that Friday...but then Friday just turned out to be a bad day for me, so I didn't feel like doing anything all weekend. I'll elaborate on that later...or else I will end up with a super long post...actually, I have several things that I hope to remember to talk about. Maybe if I'm lucky I'll do a post a day and just get everything out there. So you all just have to wait to see what the issues are.
One thing I did this weekend though was give my sister a perm! Okay...I have never given a perm before, and it wasn't the greatest idea because her roots are straight, but the rest of the hair is like kinky braid hair! O_O
I tried though...her hair is INSANELY THICK! So by the time I got done with applying relaxer to the roots...I had like 5 minutes left. I left the relaxer on for an additional 5 minutes to give the rest of the hair a chance to take the relaxer...but it just didn't. We decided that we should try again to relax the rest in 2 weeks. I don't think it took because when she took her braids out a couple days ago, she greased her hair to take the braids out...but never washed it out. So we're going to try again on clean hair.
So my boyfriend offended me last week. He told me two Sundays ago that he would be busy this week. So I was like that's okay. So a couple days pass, and I don't hear a word from him. So I was just like, I'll text him and say "hey sweetie, miss you...etc." that kind of text. And then the reply text that I see a couple hours later is..."didn't you get my last text?" I was flabbergasted. I mean, I felt that was kind of rude. I just replied saying I didn't get it and what was his reply:
That's right....no reply. So I resolved myself to not text him again less he decided to text me. Okay...I messed up. I texted just to say hey a few days later. He texted me on Saturday when I was out with my family and we were going to talk 3 hours later. Well...fours later we actually started talking.
I told him that I was mad at him...eventually. I'm not sure if he knew that I was mad at him, I thought it was somewhat obvious...because when he said I miss you, I just said that him saying that was random. I just wasn't as affectionate towards him as I normally am. So I told him later that I'm mad at him and told him why. I don't think he really got it though.
It reminds me of when I went to the last football game of last school year. And afterwards I called him to say he did a good job. He didn't answer when I called, but immediately called me back. The first thing that he said was "What do you want?"
I don't know....it's little...but sometimes I think he needs to watch how he phrases things. Because they can come out rude...sometimes. Anyways...more stories to tell, hopefully tomorrow.
Ohh....and my new favorite song: Sean Kingston- Beautiful Girls...enjoy!
One thing I did this weekend though was give my sister a perm! Okay...I have never given a perm before, and it wasn't the greatest idea because her roots are straight, but the rest of the hair is like kinky braid hair! O_O
I tried though...her hair is INSANELY THICK! So by the time I got done with applying relaxer to the roots...I had like 5 minutes left. I left the relaxer on for an additional 5 minutes to give the rest of the hair a chance to take the relaxer...but it just didn't. We decided that we should try again to relax the rest in 2 weeks. I don't think it took because when she took her braids out a couple days ago, she greased her hair to take the braids out...but never washed it out. So we're going to try again on clean hair.So my boyfriend offended me last week. He told me two Sundays ago that he would be busy this week. So I was like that's okay. So a couple days pass, and I don't hear a word from him. So I was just like, I'll text him and say "hey sweetie, miss you...etc." that kind of text. And then the reply text that I see a couple hours later is..."didn't you get my last text?" I was flabbergasted. I mean, I felt that was kind of rude. I just replied saying I didn't get it and what was his reply:
That's right....no reply. So I resolved myself to not text him again less he decided to text me. Okay...I messed up. I texted just to say hey a few days later. He texted me on Saturday when I was out with my family and we were going to talk 3 hours later. Well...fours later we actually started talking.
I told him that I was mad at him...eventually. I'm not sure if he knew that I was mad at him, I thought it was somewhat obvious...because when he said I miss you, I just said that him saying that was random. I just wasn't as affectionate towards him as I normally am. So I told him later that I'm mad at him and told him why. I don't think he really got it though.
It reminds me of when I went to the last football game of last school year. And afterwards I called him to say he did a good job. He didn't answer when I called, but immediately called me back. The first thing that he said was "What do you want?"
I don't know....it's little...but sometimes I think he needs to watch how he phrases things. Because they can come out rude...sometimes. Anyways...more stories to tell, hopefully tomorrow.
Ohh....and my new favorite song: Sean Kingston- Beautiful Girls...enjoy!
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