I say I’m going to start writing, but to no surprise, it doesn’t happen. Since my last entry I feel like a lot has happened — a lot of emotions were felt.
My boyfriend managed to upset me because of something that he didn’t do and let happen, causing us to argue for a day.
The reason why I wanted to start writing was to avoid forgetting and here I am writing, trying to remember what we have done and how many times we’ve seen each other with no luck.
I went to school with him last Thursday (as I usually do). I always have to wait for him in the mornings because he likes the get every minute of sleep that he can. It was pouring rain which was a nice change to our fluctuations of hot and cold weather in LA. We make a pit stop for gas. It surprised me to see him so calm. I remember when I was going to school, knowing that I’m going to be late for class gave me the worst anxiety every, but he was so calm. He said he already knows that he’s going to be late and that his lab mates can carry on without him until he gets there so there’s no point in stressing over it. Which is true. There’s no need to stress over an outcome you can’t change, but that’s easier said than done.
I usually wait for him in his car while he goes to his first class. He’s out within the hour most times. We went to go get some breakfast since he had a three hour gap. We went to a Denny’s, but then he changed his mind as soon as we stepped inside and wanted IHop better. I love breakfast food; it’s one of my favorite things, but I have to say the food at this location was underwhelming. I didn’t like the food that I ordered and when we were finished up I found a hair in my hash browns. That alone was enough to curb my appetite.
We head back to his school and go straight to the library. He was working on an 11 page paper he had due and I worked on my calligraphy. We didn’t find a table with an outlet nearby, so we sat near the windows on some lounge chairs that have a small coffee table in front of them with some outlets in the center. I was only able to work on calligraphy drills since I didn’t have the stability of a desk to do actual calligraphy. I also spent some time on my phone just scrolling through Twitter. The time for his next class came and gone. He was so into writing his paper that he didn’t want to go to class.
We left the library at the same time that he would have left his class.
We grab some Starbucks before heading to the mall. He wanted to get his eyebrows done and I wanted to buy a turtle neck.
I sent him a video on twitter of a little girl smiling with a caption that read something along the lines of “When your girl eats everything off your plate after she says she’s not hungry”. He said that he’s never had that problem with me before. He said it in a way that implied another girl has done it to him. Now I know I’m the second girl he’s ever been with, so this sparked a conversation about other girls (which I had no idea existed) that he’s gone out with.
Apparently when he was going to community college he had the idea that he would date girls from different parts of the world. He told me about two girls. One named Paris and one named Sophia. Paris, funny enough, was from France and Sophia was from Brazil I believe. He also told me about one other girl that was interested in him, but he didn’t feel the same. I’ve already met that girl and she was nice. We also talked about his ex. I find these types of conversations intriguing. I like learning about his past and the experiences that he’s had.
He got his brows done. I had no luck with the turtleneck. I can see that he was getting impatient, though he didn’t say anything. So I just dropped it and we left. He had a long day and I understand that he must have been tired.
We just went back to his place where I watched him play battlefield (I gave it a try too) for the rest of the night until I went home.
This is just one day that I remember. Better luck next time I guess.
