Mother's Day and the Weekend in Inside My Head

Mother's Day and the Weekend 5/9/2005

It's been a good week overall. Friday was my last day of work at Old Navy, thank g-d. I was supposed to work Wednesday also, but ended up calling in at the last minute and canceling because my biology research paper (which I thought was due last Friday) was actually due at 8:30 am that Wednesday morning. I had missed class bc I was too happy being in bed with Mike. I thought that the last class was just going to be groups giving their presentations. Siince my group had given our presentation last week, I figured that there was no point in me going to class. Apparently I was wrong...so I had worked so hard on this paper and I had to rush through the final corrections just so I could hand it in five hours late. I e-mailed the professor saying that my car had died on the way to class that morning and that I had spent most of the day at the auto body getting my car fixed (a HUGE lie). However, since my car does frequently die, I had plenty of receipts from the autobody lying around. I forged one, photocopied it to erase any evidence, and handed it in along with my final paper. Hopefully my grade won't get too fucked over for my stupidity.

Anyway, that Friday I was doing nothing really, just hanging out on campus until I had to go to Old Navy when I run into Lauren. She and I started talking and hanging out for about an hour or so. We don't talk as much any more but I really do miss hanging out with her and the Iotas. It's partially my fault; I spend A LOT of time with Mike, Bridgette and Jennie. But then again, they've never put me at the top of their priority lists either...but anyway...Lauren and I were just talking about random stuff; people in the pledge class and how they're all doing, the random drama in the sorority, etc etc. Then she made an odd comment: "Out of our pledge class, who do you think will get married first?" I shrugged thinking Nicole, who's been dating her boyfriend Mike for the past year and a half, or Lisa, who's had an on again-off again relationship with Joe for the past three years ( or four?). When I asked Lauren who would be the first married, she refused to tell me. When pressed further she admits "You." The comment should have pleased me, but it shocked me more than anything. I have never seen myself as married. Much less yet married to Mike, of all people. Christ, we've only been hanging out a semester, which is a hiccup in time compared to some of the lenghths of relationships my friends have been in. When I asked her why, she shrugged and said "I've never seen you like this before." I'll take that as a compliment, since I've never quite felt like this, but even still...marriage?? Odd.

After work Mike came to Old Navy to shop for clothes. We stopped by a diner for dinner. I'm positively broke so I wasn't going to eat anything. Mike gets pissed when I make him eat by himself and I hate having him pay for me all of the time. But I hate spending money that I don't have or telling him that I literally have zero money to spend. So he ended up paying for me (again) although at least the diner had really cheap food. I think my burger and fries came out to six bucks or something. I started to feel really sick afterwards...hell what did I expect from eating a six-dollar burger in some diner in Binghamton...? So Mike decided we should go to his house for a bit so I can lay down and he can do some work. I slept until 10:30 when Mike woke me up. We got back to my house around 11, where everyone was planning to go out to a party. I actually stayed in and passed out.

Mike had to go to work at 7 that morning so I got up early and went over to my old apartment to pack up my remaining belongings. I have discovered that my futon needs an Allyn (sp?) wrench in order to be dismantled. I don't know why but I thought it would be easy to take the thing apart. Apparently I was wrong. I have only until the 16th to get my stuff out of there so I was a little stressed out. Plus I was out of money as usual.

Mike had called earlier wanting to go out to dinner (as usual). He doesn't seem to understand that I have zero money...it's practically in the negative numbers. It's really annoying actually. I hate having to keep telling him that I can't afford it, yet he keeps asking. Does he think that maybe this money will magically appear if he persists nagging for me to go out to dinner with him practically five nights a week...? So I called and canceled, saying that I had too much work to do. (Can't argue with that excuse, can ya Mike??). He ended up coming over at 9 to go to this MBA party his friend was hosting.

The party was OK. We had to bring our own drinks, which sort of sucked, but other than that it was good. Rachel, an alum from my sorority was there. I don't generally get along with her, but that night we were chatting up a storm, so that was nice.

Towards the end of the night we started playing Kings, a game that I hate/love. I love playing it with my friends before going out, but I hate the 'Never Have I Ever' part of the game. This night was no different. Mike drank to 'Never have I ever slept with more than one person in a day' and 'Never have I ever not known the name of the person I was hooking up with." I felt like crying. I basically didn't speak to Mike for the rest of the night. He picked up on it and tried to figure out what was wrong but I honestly didn't want to talk to him. I know someone's past shouldn't matter to the person's current significant other, but it does. Especially the whole 'sleeping with more than one person in a day' part. He had once told me that the only girls he had slept with were girlfriends of his. Obviously he had A) cheated on one of his girlfriends and B) lied to me. I was pretty close to just breaking the whole thing off. It sounds stupid but I hate the fact that he's slept around before me...

Jennie was picking up up from the party...we ended up going to Denny's, since my house and Tim were there, along with Tim's sister Rachel. Rachel's boyfriend had just broken up with her and she was really upset; we were all there trying to cheer her up. Instead of breaking up with Mike, I told him what was going on. Watching Rachel cry over her sundae made me realize that I didn't want to be in the same position. I like Mike to much, even if his past does hurt me. He told me that he was totally joking during Kings and to not worry about it. He was a typical guy about it though: "I know I shouldn't, but I like that you're jealous; it shows that you care." Yeah well, there are other ways to show you I care other than by me being jealous....but everything's cool now so that's good.

On Sunday, while Mike and I were in bed, we were talking about Mother's Day. I mentioned that my entire family was in NYC today having dinner in Manhattan, celebrating Jake's 14th birthday along with Mother's Day...without me. It made me incredibly homesick. Mike offered to let me come to his house for Mother's Day dinner, but I declined...It's not appropriate for her son's girlfriend of a whopping three months be there on Mother's Day with her sons. Ironically, Mike's dad called Mike about twenty minutes later, asking Mike to ask me if I wanted to come over for Mother's Day dinner...so this time I said yes (since it would be rude for me to say to to Mike's parents' kind gesture).

After spending the afternoon at Senior Picnic with Jennie, Bridgette, Lauren, and Erin (who I met at the park) I went over to his house early that evening. His parents sent out for Chinese, which was fine with me, since I'm a huge Chinese food fan. His mother is incredibly sweet. I like Mike's dad a lot more now. We discussed politics after dinner. He's a huge Democrat (as is Mike's entire family) which I'm so thankful for...no offense to Republicans...but you all suck. Especially your President.

After watching a movie with Mike, I left his house around 10:30 and watched Family Guy and Desperate Housewives with Jennie until almost 1 am...good stuff...