Sunday, July 25, 2010

2 days in a row?!

Yeah..I told you I'd be a better blogger.

To Do list for today:
-Ride bike downtown while looking super cute.
-Finish taking measurements of snot-faced chorus people
-Rummage with my costume-mate through racks and racks of costumes
-Sweat my nonexistent balls off (was that too vulgar? sorry if it was..if not, no apologies)
-Spend the evening with a nice fellow.

As promised, here's the latest on T. He calls me yesterday morning, waking me up. Which is totally fine because 1) I love waking up to his voice and 2) He keeps me from sleeping in too late (which I HATE doing because then I feel like I've wasted half the day). We're talking for a little over an hour and I don't know how the subject came up, but I hear the words "You're going to hate me, but I got you another gift." We've had 1 date. One.

I HATE being spoiled. It makes me uncomfortable being the center of attention and it just puts me in an awkward position. Instinctively, I freak out:
Me: "Whyyy?! You need to quit spoiling me, T!"
T: "Why not? I told you I was going to get you 12 gifts..just like the 12 days of Christmas." (cute, right? But still.)
Me: "I didn't think you were serious! You're joking. You didn't get me anything..stop being mean to me."
T: (laughing at my stupidity) "No, I really did. I'll take a picture and send it to you once we're off the phone. It's awesome. AWEEEESOME and you're going to LOOOOVE it!"
Me: "What is it?"
T: "I can't ruin the surprise."

After like, 20 minutes of me poking and prodding trying to get answers, we hang up and the picture came in. The first thing I see is the price tag. $189.99...the next thing I realize is that it's a jewelry box..with a chain..and his thumb covering up the necklace. What the bloody hell is this?! I mean, I know it's not like a MASSIVE amount of money, but when you're a broke college student with past relationships with boys who didn't buy you anything more than dinner, it's a lot. I told T it was a bit excessive and he claims to be an excessive person. I like him a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I just don't know how to handle being spoiled like this.

It probably seems suuuuper silly, but I have weird issues. I won't even get into it right now.