I went to the girl's soccer game tonight. It was fun, and I sat with the most random group, ever. I love going and watching/listening to the high school boys. They're hilarious, and they just make me smile. The girl's aren't great, and it pisses me off because I want to be out there so bad. They most definitely need my help, their defense is ridiculous. Me and a girl two years older than me that also used to play want to coach next year. I don't know if that'd work though since I really want to transfer to a school an hour away. Actually, I KNOW it wouldn't work out, but it was a nice idea!
Tuesday, Aaron and I are going to my best friend's house in Indianapolis. I'm so excited. She has her own apartment, and she lives right by this really nice park type of thing that I absolutely love. She's a photographer, so there's going to be cute pictures (that I'm sure I'll post). Plus, I feel like I never get to see her anymore, so it'll be nice to spend some time with her. Another reason I'm stoked? Aaron and I finally get to spend the night together! My parents are super stupid when it comes to staying the night with Aaron. I mean, I'm 19 and I can't stay the night with a guy I've been dating over 2.5 years? Pretty insane if you ask me.
I know I always talk about this, but I really want to move out. I feel like I'm always asked what I'm up to, what I'm doing, why I'm doing it, where I'm going, etc. I'm 19 years old, and I should have more freedom (for a lack of better word). But, there's no way I can right now. I'm hoping that when I transfer that Aaron can move in with me. It's going to be hard though since I'm a waitress and he works at Petsmart. Maybe I could find a better job down there, but it's just hard. What if I don't find a job down there? I just hope it works out. I really want to go to school down there and start living my own life.
You know what really pisses me off? The fact that it's supposedly fall, but yet it was 93 degrees outside today. At my college, we had "Campus Beautification Day". We raked leaves and picked up sticks around the campus. It was so incredibly windy that raking the leaves was pointless. Plus, it was so incredibly hot out that I was sweating. Bleh. I want fall weather! I've had enough of this hot ass weather. I'm ready for sweatshirts, scarves, flats, jeans, jackets. Screw the shorts and flipflops! I know I talk about this almost everytime I blog, but I guess you can see just how bad I hate summer weather when it's not even supposed to be this hot!
Another thing that pisses me off? This guy I work with (and used to be super good friends with) has been having pretty depressive stati (plural of status, correct?), and I still care about him as a friend. I want to make sure he's okay, and that he knows even though I can't act like I used to, I still am there for him to talk to if he needs it. So, everytime I read one of these sad stati, I text him to ask him if he's okay. He texts back in one word responses (HUGE pet peve of mine), and I ask if he wants to talk about it. He replies, "Nope.". Whatever, dude. I'm done trying to be there for you. You're so freakin' depressed over "not finding the one". Get over it! You're freakin' 17 and a senior. HAVE SOME FUN! Sometimes I wish I would've been single my senior year, just to enjoy it a little more (well, I still enjoyed it, I just didn't have freedom, I guess.). So, yeah. I'm done being there for you. Hell, I'm not even going to look at you at work anymore. I was there for you when you were all freaked out, and I'm being a friend. I don't know. I guess if you read this, you're probably thinking, "wtf? so what if he doesn't want to talk about it?". But you'd have to be in my shoes to understand it. OVER IT.
love, d.
