Thurs and Fri

Alright, here goes part two. So I woke up Thursday pretty confused as to what to think of Pilot Boy, but leaning towards the fact that he’ll be fun to play games with. I also woke up with no text from Marine Man, which I was pretty disappointed about. It didn’t take long for a text to come in from Pilot Boy, asking me if I was going to the beach, which I responded to shortly, and he said he would text me when he got out there. I thought it was funny that he was driving all the way out to my beach, which was 30 minutes from his house, when he had a beach barely 10 minutes from his house. But I figured he knew he had fucked up, and wanted to try and make it up to me somehow. Well I had been planning on going to the beach to study, so I was out there by 12:30, and was sitting with my chair facing the sun, reading my Physiology text book most of the afternoon. Around 3 I got up to go to the bar at the top of the beach to go pee, and of course Pilot Boy is playing football 20 feet from me. I just pull my sunglasses on, put my earphones in, and walk by without even acknowledging him. I still don’t know if he saw me then or not. When I got back, he was no longer playing football, but I see that him and two of his friends had set up like 50 feet from my chair, and I flopped down on my towel, facing where they were set up to study more. I completely ignored him, but I got a text saying “You look really cute over there with that textbook”. To which I replied “well aren’t you quite the creep.” He shows up a mere minute or two later and squats down next to me. It was hard to stay neutral, cuz holy jesus that man is beautiful. He just grinned at me and said “How am I the creep when you just set up next to us.” And I replied “I’ve been here for almost three hours, bud.” That shut him up, and we talked for a minute or so before he said he’d let me study and sauntered off. I felt him watching me allllll day. But I just ignored him. Cassandra and Starla showed up pretty soon after that, and then some guys came over and offered us beers, and pretty much just sat there and annoyed us. And by the time we extracted ourselves from the situation, Pilot Boy had left. I sent him a flirty text while I was driving home, giving him grief for leaving without saying goodbye, to which he mad a jealous comment about not wanting to interrupt us with those guys there. I really don’t understand him. But then again, for all the hot and cold he’s giving me, I’m jerking him around so much. I really don’t know what to think about him. Because I can’t really judge him or think lower of him about Wednesday night, because the night we met over spring break I was a shit show and making out with a guy who I had met over spring break who went to school near me. Granted, I hadn’t met him before that night, nor had I been talking to him almost non stop before that. But really, I don’t mind. What I do mind is that I kinda have a slight thought that he maybe told Marine Man not to text me. That I am a little worried about. Well, Thursday night me, Casandra and Starla just got drunk. We decided to drink a whole lot of gin, and then take a cab to the club. Well, that is fine for me and Starla, but Cassandra is the baby of the group, and has only gotten drunk once before. So we had a little lightweight on our hands. While I was there, my best friend S called me. She was bawling and told me that the doctors thought her bf’s cancer had spread to his pancreas. I am absolutely heartbroken for her. The worst part is, there is nothing I can do to help. I absolutely hate feeling helpless when my friends are in pain. But other than that it was a good time, and Cassandra got to meet up with the guy she met Wednesday night, and then we took a cab home, and she stayed over. Today was again uneventful. It started out with a phonecall from S, who was freaking out because her bf is about to leave their school, and go home to do more chemotherapy, and he just called her and told her that the girl he was in love with in high school (although they never dated) was going to come up and visit him (an 8 hour drive for her), when he got home, and that he offered to let her stay with him. S is not normally an irrational person, but she’s so emotionally drained, that she was just absolutely freaking out and angry as all hell. It took me almost a half hour to talk her through it rationally. But she finally felt a little bit better, and seems to be doing a lot better tonight. He had his biopsy today, and we haven’t gotten the results back yet. So prayers for them, y’all.

I took my blue and gold macaw to the beach, because she loves to go, and it was a cooler day today. But the wind was awful so I wasn’t there long before I came home. And then my Mom and E got home. So I’m no longer home alone. And that brings us to now, where I am sitting in my moms car in the parking lot of McDonalds. Why my moms car? Because I’m fairly certain that the alternator is donezo in my truck. There’s a clicking noise every time I try to start it, and it takes me like 10 minutes to finally get it to start. And why McDonalds? Well, cuz I still don’t have internet at my house, and I’m leaching wifi.

I really need to read a lot at the beach tomorrow for class. I haven’t even read half of the chapter I was supposed to read for Physiology this week. And none for my Pharmacotherapy class. Which is partly because I just started reading 50 shades of grey. And is it just me, or is that book pretty much porn for us girls? Go figure. Okay. Well tomorrow will be interesting. Beach Boy will be there. Pilot Boy will hopefully be there. And I’ve got my fingers crossed that Marine Man is doing the three day rule thing, and he will finally text me. It’s shaping up to be an interesting summer! Have a great Friday night everyone – comment with your craziest drunk stories!