Got my first kiss of the day at 7:30 pm….I guess that’s better than none at all.

I hope we can get through these next two months unscathed. 

Year 2 has been rough.

The fact that most of the courses I’ve taken aren’t considered for transferring credits, really pisses me off. I didn’t spend all that money to not have those classes count! 

Ugh. 

Thankfully I talk to an advisor on Monday and we’ll figure out what classes I need to take, or the way it’s looking, retake.

I still laugh every time Mason farts…it’s just so unexpected.

I don’t deal with rude teenage girls well. 

If we’re at a movie, why the heck are you on your cellphone? Did you really pay to sit on your phone for an hour and a half?

So don’t look around confused as to why I’m throwing napkin balls at you. 

*Side note* I’m giving myself props for hitting her face/phone by throwing with my left arm; that never happens.

I was busy fucking my boyfriend while my ex-boyfriend was downstairs.

Awk. Didn’t think anyone was here.

I guess that’s what happens when in 2009 you dated your 2012 roommate’s younger brother.

Mason just picked me up, carried me up the stairs, and threw me on the bed.

Then he turned around and sat at the computer. Well, it was nice while it lasted ;P

I need a good nap, a good salad, and a good fucking.

I have had such a mix of emotions tonight; I am completely and utterly exhausted. I really had a great time going to a party and meeting new people, that’s honestly something that never happens. As for now, I’m going to have the best 4.5 hours of sleep and wake up and call my Mom. Then I’m going to call my Mason, because I miss his voice.

Goodnight xo 

“You’re the only thing I didn’t give up on.”

Today has been emotionally too long. I am beyond ready to let this be in the past.

Legs are shaking, think I’m going to sit down and watch a movie. I know Mason loves when I ask questions throughout. Just kidding, he really hates it but I always talk during movies at home.

I have a really hard time sleeping in our bed alone.

Sigh.

You know you trust someone when they have the password to your blog.