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Jess was mad at me because she felt like I was accusing her of something, when really all I wanted to do is let her know why the issue about my play bothered me so much.
There's a game, online, in which you're a vampire and you prowl the streets. It's not very visually appealing... in fact, it's all words and stuff... but it's incredibly fun. If you use this link, Justin (and Jess too), then you'll earn me extra points for signing up to the game.
get me extra blood points!
That's it. All I have to say. I'm done. Stop reading. Go away.
It's 5:16 pm. I just woke up about ten minutes ago. We had a gamecubeathon last night... it was so great. Lol not without it's share of memories. Mango!!!
I want to call Jess right now, but I think I'll wait 'til after 6:00, because that's when she usually eats, and I don't want to have our conversation cut short because she has to go have supper. I just ate.
I wonder if Jess'd like to hang out tomorrow, or Tuesday or something. I really want to, because we didn't see eachother too much because of the show opening and my gamecubeathon last night.
*yawn* I hope I can get to sleep tonight.
I could literally fall asleep right now. But first I have to eat, and shower... and... DRINK!!! Yes, I'm gonna play the vampire game before I go to bed here. It's amazingly fun.
Jess just left. The second show wen't really well... and I had a good day in general. I'm happy.
The subject of the play that I wrote came up again yesterday. Jess got mad at me... I suppose because I was telling her why I was upset about it. For her to get mad, I think, is unfair... but it's not like she has control of it. I wish she would just listen to me... but whenever the subject comes up, she just goes into defensive mode. I don't think she understands that I'm not accusing her of anything, nor am I attacking her. All I want to do is explain why I was upset. I don't think I'll be able to put it behind me until I can do that.
I guess it's also that whenever I bring it up, she doesn't appear to _care_ that I'm upset. All she wants to do is justify herself... and not really make me feel any better about it.
*sigh* School. She's coming to my house after school, for the 45 minutes that we'll have between school and the show. Apparently we have to be at the thing at a quarter to four. Yeah right. 4 is understandable, but 3:45? No. Anyways, she's coming over after we get back from Green Lake too. that should be at about 9:40 to 10:00ish. I wonder when she wants to come over tomorrow. Since we have to be at the church at 4:00 again tomorrow... I dunno.
Last day this week of school. I'm excited.
The show opened today. It went extremely well.
Jess and I won't get to hang out much this weekend, because of the play. We're hanging out tomorrow between school and the show, and after the show... but that's a max of, like, three hours. On saturday, we're hanging out before the show, but the amount of time there depends on when she wants to come over to my house. I guess we'll see. We haven't hung out since... like... wednesday! That was a long time ago... like... yesterday! Jeez...
I just finished my homework too. I'm excited.
Might have a snow day tomorrow. If we do, Jess and I will go and get me some make-up. If we have school, then Jess and I will go get me some make-up after school. I'd rather not have school. This is the first time in a long, long time that I've actually had a real reason to not want there to be school tomorrow... besides "I want to sleep in."
I have a good life... and why shouldn't I?
We had chinese food. It was delicious. I put some soy sauce on a piece of chicken and I was licking the soy sauce off of it... it seemed to upset her, lol. It was funny, though, and it didn't taste too bad at first.
So. Five months. What is my five month conclusion?
I think it's been a marvelous and wonderful five months. When I look at how long we've been together, what we've accomplished, how far we've come and gone... it's amazing. I feel so good... it's literally been the best five months of my life. Jess has made everything have a meaning, a purpose. Every morning I wake up and go "Well, will I get to see Jess today? For how long? When?" I continue to ask myself right up until the moment I get to see her beautiful face. I'm almost convinced that morning wouldn't come without the thought of being with Jess.
Five months? Such a long time, and obviously so short. It is a long time... but it's not long enough to be with Jess. I adore her. I long for her. I love her.
It's five months, today. I'm excited. Jess and I are going out to dinner today. Wooh!
Other than that... school... rehearsal... same old thing.
Today was good. A little random... a little disheartening at times... but it was good.
I had rehearsal, and was relieved that Jess got home alright last night. She was pretty tired. Kim might have the whoop. (I doubt it... Kim's a hypocondriac)
Jess came over, but not before we rented Back to the Future numbers 2 and 3. We watched the first one, along with Edward Scissorhands, last night. We also rented Pirates of the Caribbean, which we didn't get the end of, because of the following story.
Shortly after beginning BttF 3, she mentioned that she felt very sick. After a little pouting on both of our sides, she decided it was best if she went home. So, I reluctantly watched her leave at about 7:00.
Shortly afterwards, (about 20 or 30 minutes) I received a call from her saying "I'm coming back!" Apparently the first thing she did upon getting home was taking some cold medicine. She'd felt better after a few minutes, she said, so she didn't want to spend the rest of the night alone. She called me, and then she came back over. We watched the rest of BttF 3 and started Pirates of the Caribbean.
Again, not my most desired of schedules for a day, but it was like a roller coaster of emotions. *raspberry* Wow that was bad... anyways, I feel good. I feel good with Jessica. I know I couldn't possibly have said that enough by now.
Tomorrow looks pretty boring, though. I'll be here by myself. Perhaps I'll call the Skull or sumfin'. We'll see... I might not be able to take the incentive.
BTW, we did NOT go to Alicia's, as you can tell by the absense of "Alicia" from my run-through of today's events. I guess Jess would just rather be alone with me... I'm glad the feeling is mutual.
I'm content.
Alex told me, again, today, that I am a "lucky bastard." Jess, when passing me in the hall, gave me a little heart made of red play dough. She had been playing with play dough in a previous class...
I know that I am lucky. I've known that... but it hit me today. It hit me when I was waiting for... well... suffice that, yes, I AM a lucky bastard.
My nose cleared up. I can breathe. That's a plus too. Rehearsal tomorrow at noon. Jess and I are hanging out again... she's deciding whether to go to a party Alicia is hosting... I'll say this in Spanish so as not to effect her decision:
?Quiro ir a la fiesta? Pienso si, pero no se. No quiero a estar abburido... y quiero Jessica estar contenta... Mmm... No quiero ir a la fiesta de Alicia. Pero yo voy si Jessica quiera ir. Yo quiero a Jessica.
That's it. She can probably get a few words out of that, just from what I've told her. Oh well.
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