When is Cheesy too much?

I've always joked around that at times I can be kind of similar to a dude. Yes I love cheesy girls movies and moments and the color pink but sometimes the way I view things would be considered dude-like.

One such example of this occurred the other day. I was at the pool with a couple of girls, catching some rays and gossiping when my guy friend C texted me about something "amazing" that had happened around 4 am the night before. Now I'm kinda obsessed with getting C laid/getting him a girlfriend because he is an amazing guy who totally deserves an amazing girl so I assumed this amazing occurrence had something to do with a girl.

He proceeds to tell me this story about how he has been texting a girl who is the sister of one of his friends (already I knew this story was doomed to have me mock it). At around 4 am it started raining so he asked this girl if she had ever been kissed in the rain. Her obvious answer was no so he told her to be outside her house in 15 minutes. He proceeded to drive to her house and as he got out of his truck she was walking out of her house. He described the next moments as something from a romantic movie where without words they walked towards each other and had an amazing kiss in the rain. They then said good night and that was it.

As I described this moment to the girls I was with they were all ooh and aahs and that's so adorable and inside the only thing that I could think of was Eww. Why would anyone walk outside for their siblings friend in the pouring rain. Now I completely get the whole idea of the cheesy romanticism and I do enjoy it at times but for some reason the circumstances surrounding this incident just weirded me out. So I began to question when would this kind of thing be acceptable in real life? Is it just the people involved and the awkwardness that I think exists in how they know each other or the actual situation? Or is it just my way of looking at it?

Not saying I don't like cheesy things, in fact I tend to love them but this was a little over the top for me. Or maybe the fact that it was his friends little sister, who is starting her freshman year of college in fall. Of course me being my sweetheart self I told him that in no way was he to date her for any longer than the summer cause it was nearly guaranteed that once she gets to college she is going to become a whore. She is going to go out and drink and be super slutty, like most freshman girls seems to be these days.

So if he actually ended up dating or even taking the girl out on a legit date I have no idea, since obviously after all that loving and amazing advice I gave him he decided that I wasn't much better that his brothers when it comes to telling romantic cheesy things, but seriously if you honestly thought I was going to oohh and ahh like every other girl then it's really his own fault considering lets face it I am honestly pretty dude like in most of these things.

My Life Is A Joke!

The title of this is post is compliment of my bestie who happens to be out of the country but would certainly agree that this statement pretty much describes this moment.

So one Friday night I decided it would be fun to have some people over to drink and hot tub. The night started off great! My friend J came over and we started the night by drinking some wine as we watched TV. This quickly became a conversation about how we wanted to do an IBA for homecoming and all the craziness that is going to happen next year when classes start again. Slowly (and by slowly I mean around 9) people began texting me saying that they were on their way to my place, so me being my classy self I polished off my first bottle of wine, put on my bathing suit and told people they could just meet me down by the hot tub. Thus began the hot mess that was me.

So at the hot tub I decide to open wine bottle 2 and people began to arrive. Not a lot of people or anything just a guy friend and his roommate and some girls from my sorority and the drinking begins. Now my guy friend, K, happened to bring along this apple cider moonshine. I've had moonshine before and I know that it can be quite a kick, but K was talking about how it wasn't made exactly write and they ended up cutting it with apple juice, so my thought is ok this isn't that strong. Boy was I wrong, after me and him passing it back and forth quite a bit to the point where over half the bottle was gone he decides to tell me that since it wasn't that strong he added everclear to it. Not only have I had two bottles of wine but I can now add everclear and moonshine to that! Needless to say I was going to end the night very very drunk.

So the girls leave but me, J, K and his roomie decide that we just want to move from the hot tub to the pool so we now begin to swim and play keep away and just have a great time. At some point during this convo i realize exactly how drunk I am and manage to stop drinking the vodka and tequila that we were all taking shots of, but unfortunately it was way to late, I was already drunk and the conversation began to play on my greatest fear.....being cheated on.

K begins to ask for advice about this girl who has been texting him pretty regularly throughout the summer. They used to date but since then she has been seeing some other guy. Apparently this girl was telling him about how things were going really badly and she was about ready to break up with the guy then a couple of days ago she called him a little drunk talking about how she had just broken up with her boyfriend and would he like to come over and hang cause she needs to be around a "good guy." Of course not only does he go over there but they end up hooking up. Now K is kinda a hopeless romantic and really wants a girl that he can settle down with and actually date and he thought that perhaps now that this girl was single something may happen, unfortunately he forgot about how most girls are lying skanks.

Turns out the girl was not only not single but her boyfriend had left for the weekend to visit some family. So the only reason she told Karl to come over was because she wanted to cheat on her boyfriend.Almost as bad as what this girl did to K was how he found out about it, because after saying good-bye to her the next morning she stopped replying to his texts so if she wasn't speaking to him and he wasn't close enough to figure out why from her friends this left facebook. K went on her page to find something that was a change from what had been there the night she called him to hook up and that was a relationship status. Turns out not only was she flirting with K while she had a boyfriend (who hasn't been fighting with her and who has been completely ignorant of all her slutty ways) but she had blocked K from seeing that she was in a relationship! So while he was assuming nothing was there because her and her bf were rocky and about to break up the fact was that they were perfectly happy and weren't having any even minor disagreements in fact they were in love and she had just played K. She knew that he would never hook up with her while she was with someone else so she told him a bunch of lies to make it seem like she was unhappy and he could come in and save her and screw her.

While us girls are trying to break this unhappy fact that this girl is basically scum of the earth and he should never speak to her again somehow my boyfriend gets brought up and stories begin to be told of his previous conquests. Now I can sometimes be irrational like any other girl and I got information from him about old girlfriends and serious relationships at the beginning of the relationship to avoid exactly what happened this night, and that is new information that shakes my trust in him and us.

Everything started harmlessly enough, K, who is really good friends with my bf, wanted to take some of the heat off of him so he began to tell funny stories. One such story was about a girl who used to hook up with my bf and who was now in my house and who I have had some past issues with. While some people think that she is great there are certain things that she did that has tainted my opinion of her, and namely that was hardcore flirting and inappropriately touching my bf when me and him first started getting together.

So what I knew of them was that yes she had stayed the night and made out and she had given him a blow job but she was never his girlfriend and they never had sex. Turns out all that "just hooking up" was a lot more serious than he made it seem. Although she was never given the title of girlfriend she did stay most nights with him for quite a while and was his girlfriend in all but name. Now there were more details that were revealed although I am happy to report that one thing that was true was that he never had sex with her, unfortunately that was the only bright spot.

After hearing all this I changed the subject and the night continued like nothing was wrong. However this is where my night went hazy. We left the pool when it closed at midnight and went up to my apartment where I vaguely remember getting out my computer so that we can watch youtube videos and cooking egg sandwiches for people. Then the night completely turned and I called my boyfriend. Now my recollection of the rest of the evening went two phone calls and 3 texts. The first phone call resulted in me getting a busy signal and being really upset hence the second phone call where I told him that I was upset about the busy signal and that I found out some crazy stuff and he should call me. The texts where similar in nature and were quite polite and not at all drunk crazy me.

Unfortunately I remembered a lot of things wrong! Turns out I called at least 10 times and sent about 7 text messages. I also was not nearly as polite as I thought and left several voicemails about how he was an awful person who was cheating on me and several other horrible things that he is too embarrassed to even admit that I said to him. Needless to say I was screwed! I had just bitched out my boyfriend because I had heard a story of a girl who planned and cheated on her boyfriend and then found out some facts about his past that upset me. Neither of these were any good reason for me to say anything mean to him at all and the worst is I didn't even remember what I said. So when I woke up and got a text about how I called him I just apologized for calling several times and for bothering, not mentioning anything about the content of the messages.

This lead to him getting uber pissed at me! As he put it "if I wrongly accuse him and cheating on me with several different girls the least I can do is have an amazing apology ready first thing in the morning."

Thankfully as crappy as I was to him that night and the following day we have managed to talk to talk it out and after buying him a gift and writing several apology letters, not to mention phone calls, texts, facebook messages and every other form of communication possible he has forgiven me and we are back to the lovey-dovey happy couple we are supposed to be.

And the lessen is never trust a boy bringing moonshine!

I Work Hard For My Money!

So today I started my first day of work. Ok so maybe not work work but I went through Orientation which was both boring and amazingly fun at the same time.

It started off as completely boring because I came in to this little room where 7 other people were sitting, in silence.....awkwardly. So me not liking any awkwardness and hating silence, decided that it was my responsibility to talk and start conversations and convince all those lovely people that silence is not golden and is in fact the enemy!

Unfortunately this started a little slow. I attempted to get people talking about their mornings and how much it sucked to wake up early during the summer, this topic kinda flopped as people pretty much just stared at me not really offering up their own information on the topic or any topic.

Then orientation actually started  and the woman leading it actually seemed to have sense of humor! So while she taught us about our job i occasionally provided a witty comment, just to keep it interesting. Apparently this conversation sparked an interest in some of the other people present because they actually began to speak.

One girl, A, I even became pretty decent friends with cause she had the greatest sarcasm ever! She would say these things but in such a sweet, innocent and sing-songy voice that at first I couldn't tell that she was being sarcastic. Once I figured it out me and her instantly bonded and started a great conversation, made even greater by the fact that hardly anyone understood that we were being sarcastic and making fun of them.

Needless to say upon discovery of a fellow sarcastic soul the day went by much quicker, and even though we had to do a lot of really boring things it was made better once everyone started talking and joking around.

So today began my first day of classes......at 7:30 am!! Whoever decided that was a great time to have a class must seriously be on crack! I mean really people? During the school year they can't start till 8 am, and although early that at least kinda makes sense. But 7:30? Its just such an odd time, but guess I'll just have to suck it up for the next four weeks.

However what really doesn't help was not only was my first class today (Found out this morning when I checked my email before leaving that he had canceled the class due to his inability to make it to campus today) but my apartment complex decides that today is the day that they need to paint my whole apartment. Seriously?? I still live here and am just about to move out. Can't you do it during the two weeks in August when no one is living here since my lease oddly started on August 14th but ends on July 31? But no I have to take everything off my walls, and pile everything on my bed so that some random dudes can spend the day in my apartment while I try to figure out something else to do with my day. And you know what I could probably deal if any of the workers were hot...but NO! They are older and creepy and like to awkwardly talk about my butt and what they want to do to me sexually.

GRRRRRRRRR guess it's just one of those days. but here's to hoping it improves and if it doesn't well that's why Wine was invented!

Breaking the Monotony....FINALLY!!!

So today was quite an exciting day. It started at 8 am when I was awoken to several older gentlemen knocking on my bedroom door because they were there to replace the linoleum in my apartment with hard wood. Now apparently this had to begin at 8 am while I was sleeping. So after being rudely woken up I jumped in the shower and then headed out to keep myself occupied while they worked.

I planned on running some errands which I assumed would take up most of my day, but the one time where I wouldn't mind sitting around and waiting everything went so quickly so after 1 measly hour I was without anything to do. Bored I decided to just go shopping. I started at Micheals and Hobby Lobby and moved over to the mall where I found the first season of Trueblood for only $20! I was so pumped that I immediately bought it. I stopped in at a couple of other stores but didn't find anything worth buying so I proceeded to come back to my apartment where I planned on picking up a book, going to Starbucks ordering a big iced coffee and enjoying the next couple of hours.

I arrive at my apartment and the men are on there lunch break. One nice older gentleman opens the door for me and proceeds to tell me that he is so sorry that they had to move things around and if anything is in my way to just tell him and he would happily move it for me. I informed him that I was simply picking stuff up and would soon be out of their way.

While in my apartment I received a text from a friend who recently purchased a motorcycle asking if I would like to go for a ride with him. Not wanting to pass up the chance to actually do something I quickly agreed and began to pack a bag with jeans, a jacket and other things I would need.

Apparently while I was back in my room several of the younger workers forgot that I was right in the back room and that the front door was open because they began to speak about what a nice butt I had as well as other graphic ways to describe how they would like to have sex with me and other such guy talk that although flattering that they think I looked good in a t-shirt and soffee shorts, I really could have gone my whole life without hearing that level of guy talk. This went on for several minutes with me sitting there wondering if its more awkward that I was just sitting there listening or if I should just walk out and hope they stop. Thankfully I was saved from this awkward decision by the same older gentleman who originally helped me pointing out that although they are probably enjoying their conversation they should probably remember that the door is open and that I can most likely hear everything that they are saying. Needless to say they shut up very quickly, and as I walked out none of them would even make eye contact with me!

So I leave and go to my friends house where I go on an amazing ride! Although it was very muggy and with me wearing jeans and a leather jacket I was dying whenever we weren't moving, it was an absolutely amazing time! At one point he got up to 120 miles per hour. Thankfully I did not know this at the time, because sitting behind him I could not see the speedometer and he waited till the end of the ride to tell me. But needless to say I can't wait to go on another ride. Just feeling the wind and knowing that it was dangerous was such a rush that I would like to repeat again.

SUMMER!

So its here my last summer as a student! I feel both excited to be so close to being done with school, with the tests and homework and bull however so sad at the same time. After this I'm going to be working full time, my days will be spent completely inside, my schedule will barely be my own. No longer will I be able to just leave on a trip with some friends or spend a month with my father where ever he happens to be stationed. I will  have to grow up and start paying my own bills and supporting my own life and that's scary.

But that time has not come yet so I plan on enjoying this summer and the time that I have. So I'll be working at Sams Club, an amazing store if you don't have a membership I completely recommend it!, and will be buying lots of things in bulk! And will hopefully have a great tan and be skinny by the end of the summer. So here is my list of summer goals:
1. Work my butt off and make a lot of money!
2. Lost weight
3. Get tan
4. Have fun!

More goals will be sure to come but this is it so far!

So much to say, so little time

Well as it is obvious I feel out of the blogging sphere for quite a while, most of the semester in fact. I think life just changed so much that I didn't even know where I was going or what I was doing half the time so how could I explain it anyone else? But here are the updates, for those of you who are interested, and even if your not well your still reading so obviously something caught your attention:
1. That boy that crazy, obnoxious, stubborn, stupid boy well he is officially my boyfriend. Crazy to think that after all that we actually managed to make something work. Is it perfect? Of course not cause well I'm not perfect and neither is he therefore whatever we manage to make together couldn't possibly be perfect. But it's lovely in its imperfections. Even when we fight and want to smack him silly I know that we will work through it and it will be ok and that's not something I am going to be giving up anytime soon.
2. My fourth year of college is ended and I am getting ready to start my victory lap! Yes I will be doing a fifth year so hopefully I can come away with some amazing stories and memories and will be able to leave stupid drama behind.
3. I cried so much that I actually cried for my mother and didn't feel better until I could cry on her shoulder. And as much as I felt like a huge baby it was actually comforting to know that she was there even though we fight and disagree and hurt each other sometimes its nice to be reminded that when I need her she is actually there.
4. I felt my world slip away and I was able to hold onto my sanity, barely. I said good-bye to my best friend and Big Sister in my sorority. She was my everything in Columbia (in a strictly platonic best friend way I swear). She is one of the people who I know that I can trust without question. She keeps my secrets and doesn't judge me. I can come to her with my pain, problems and happy stories and I know that she will listen to all with an open heart only wanting the best for me. Having to tell her goodbye was so hard that I literally didn't do it I gave some weak present that I wrote a note on and avoided that actually moment of goodbye. I mean just knowing that she wasn't going to be around anymore made me cry so hard that I had to go to my mother to calm me. But luckily she should be visiting over the summer and I know that no matter what we will stay close friends.
5. I need a job desperately so that I can have a fabulous summer
and finally 6. I miss my boy. He is spending his summer in Philly with his family and I miss him so much. I miss having someone to cuddle with and talk to and just be there so as much as I don't want to go back to school i'm really hoping that August comes quickly so that I can see him again.

But until then I'll be in Columbia and home alternating and hopefully it'll be an amazing summer that I won't soon forget!