Awesome? I think not.

Do guys have PMS? I've heard that it is a scientific fact that they have the same "time of the month" thing that we have, minus all the gross stuff that goes on down below. But, supposedly they go through their bitchy, I-hate-the-world stuff that we do. And my boyfriend proves it.

Mostly, the guy is pretty nice. He treats me well and worked persistently to get me to be with him. And, you have to hand it to a guy who has persistence. At least I do. I wouldn't put up with my bullshit for five months, even if I really did like me. No way. Anyway.

So last weekend he acted like probably the biggest asshole he's ever been to me. I tried to remain calm and rational, something I've taught myself to do in almost any situation. And I did. But, it didn't stop me from venting to everyone who was within earshot of me. I am THAT girl. I bitch and complain about my boyfriend to everyone but him. When it comes time to chew his ass out, I wimp out. Seriously? Seriously.

But, then this weekend, he was totally fine. Just like he had been before. He even text me today just to say hi and see how my day was going, which honestly he hasn't done in weeks. And even when he was drunk this weekend, he still didn't act like a total douche like he had been.

So needless to say, I'm a little perplexed. It honestly must have been his time of the month because he acted horrible for like a week and a half, and it was completely out of nowhere. And then he went back to normal. All I have to say is I'm not looking forward to next month. Hah.

In other news...

Jayhawks are in the final championship game!!!!! I'm really excited! I don't know where my love for sports game from, because I certainly suck playing any of them, but I get so into watching them. I went and stocked up on my sports apparel for the summer and I felt like the biggest dork for being so excited. Whatev.

And Royals' Opening Day is tomorrow! I'm going to the game which I've never been to. It's supposed to be cold and rainy which blows, but I don't even care. It's going to be such a great time, drinking some beer, eating some hot dogs, watching some baseball, and hanging out with my sister and brother in law. Hooray!

Oh and like the dork that I am, I saw Horton Hears A Who last night. It was awesome!

Alright, since I'm at school, maybe I should do something. Or, maybe I'll just go back to playing games online.

Obsessive much?

Ok.

One--I suck at this.

Two--I haven't done this in months. Sorry. And, no one reads anyway. It's all good.


Life is finally starting to calm down, just a little. Student teaching has gotten way easier. I feel much better than I did back in January and February, when I wanted to bang my head against a wall every day. I may only feel this way now though b/c I don't have much left to do until May 2nd, which is when I am outta here! Holla.

In other news... I have a serious problem. I sweat more than any girl should. I can't wear light colored shirts unless they are made of certain material, or if I have something on underneath. Today, I happen to be wearing this light blue button down shirt that I love. I normally don't wear button downs for the reason that my chest is too large for the buttons to close properly. This one doesn't give me that problem and let me tell you, it makes me want to die now and forever be happy. Anyway, I am wearing a shirt underneath it, so I don't sweat through. After my first two hours today, I go to the bathroom and when I'm fixing my hair, I realize I have two sweat stains under each armpit. Now, it's not like guy armpit sweat where it goes down to my waist, but it's there and I notice it. So, for the rest of the day, I have to keep an eye on myself so as to not reveal my sweaty underarms to the rest of the world. Ugh. I am not happy.

Anddd, I think I'm bordering on obsessive. I can feel it in myself. Me and the boyfriend are doing quite well, at least I like to think. But, I find myself wanting to call him or text him or even hear from him a lot more than I probably should. I know it's bad. And I act on the impulse. A LOT. I mean, I think many couples out there talk every day, sometimes even more than once or twice. I usually call maybe once, if that, and will text him throughout the day, if I have something to say. Which I usually do. Is it every important? No, usually not, but I feel like he needs to know. So, my goal for today has been to not text him at all, all day, until he calls me later (which he said he would). It's hard for me not to already.

And that, my friends, is why I feel as though I'm bordering on being an obsessive crazy girl. That's really the only quality I have of being a crazy girl. I am not jealous and I don't care if he spends time (lots of time) with his friends, etc. But, still. If I have this one thing, I think it's going to be a slippery slope to all the other characteristics of a crazy girl.

Sorry to anyone who might at any chance still read this. Later gators.

Oh, 2008, you're a tricky one.

Soooo, I suck at this whole blogging thing. Every time I think about doing it, something else pops up that I think I need to be doing. And, really, they aren't really that important...

Things seem to be completely different right now. What a difference a month makes, huh? It's weird. I always think my life never changes, but when I think about it, at least lately, it's crazy what has gone on, since 2008 has started. And I know that is cheesy. That's what I'm here for, I guess.

I started the student teaching. Now, I don't take over as the only "adult" in the classroom until February 11th. It's nerve-wracking thinking about it, but it is getting easier as I'm there every day (NOT GETTING PAID A DIME, MIND YOU). I taught one of the hours all by my lonesome today and I feel that it went well. I'm not sure I'm going to be the best teacher, but I'm trying to just get my feet in the pool here. And, with all the bs they tell us in school, I seriously have no idea what I'm doing. Comforting to hear, I know, for all of you with children in the public school system.

But this whole getting up early every single day thing? It blows chunks. Seriously. Being an adult is lame, but I had to start at some point right? I am still having a hard time telling myself I need to go to bed at a decent hour. Such is life.

And... if anyone remembers the guy I talked about who I wasn't sure about? He's been around for a while, being persistent, and finally I decided I liked him enough for him to be my boyfriend. It's only been that way for like a week or so, but I'm just now letting it sink in. He isn't really the most attractive guy, but he's what I'm looking for as far as personality, being nice to me but putting me in my place at the same time. Looks aren't everything, especially not to me. It's about the person, in my opinion. I know a lot of people say that, but it's how I feel. Sooo, that's big news, in my life, since I've been a single gal since forever. It's hard getting used to it, but I'm happy. Weird. Now, he has to meet my family, and I don't introduce hardly any guys to my family, so this is a big thing. I know. Shari, we must talk. Hah.

Ok, I had a lot more to say than this, but frankly? All I want to do is go to bed and it's like 9:30. I'm turning into an old lady. Hah.

Sorry for my absence. I seriously suck at keeping up with this.