Random days

so, my week since Wednesday has been pretty much awful. Wednesday night, Tom was sick, and really wanted me to stay at his place to make sure he wasn't going to pass out while he was sleeping. If Tom says he needs me, he really does. He can take care of himself pretty well. So, I came over. (Next door...it's nice living next to your boyfriend) We went to bed a little bit before midnight, and slept until about 2. At 2 am, his roommates decided that it was time for me to go home, and opened the door to his room and turned on the light. They announced that it was time for me to go home, and watched me put my sweatshirt and sweatpants over my pajamas. Then I had to walk past all 3 of them on the way to the door. I understand that they aren't comfortable with me spending the night there, but damn, that's the worst way to get the point across. I've never felt more ashamed in my life, and I didn't even do anything! The worst part is, these guys are supposed to be Christian leaders for high schoolers.....hmmmm....not so much. I was pretty sure they all hated me, and that just sucked.

I spent most of Thursday alternating between anger and crying, and thank God for my amazing friends who've been dealing with it all. It's better now- Tom talked to the one who started it, and although he says that I'm welcome at their apartment, I still don't trust them enough to go over there. I think that one actually likes me, but I'm still not sure how the other 3 feel about me. It just sucks to have the trust taken away. I don't even feel comfortable having the one who started it over here, which sucks because he's dating my roommate that I don't get along with. Thank God Tom's on my side and stuck up for me.

Speaking of Tom, the boy now has pneumonia, which means he had a legit reason to want me to stay that night. I took him to the doctor on Friday, and he literally spent all morning there. He's been feeling pretty awful, so my weekend consisted of watching TV and movies with him until he fell asleep, and making sure he eats and takes his medicine since he's out of it most of the time. I spent Valentine's Day grocery shopping with him, and for our dinner date, we got Johnny Carino's pasta to go. (I know, super romantic) His parents know I'm taking care of him, so his dad reminded Tom to make it up to me...so maybe I'll get a Valentine's Day later this week.

Tomorrow I'll spend all morning and part of the afternoon at auditions for Scandals. I'll be the one not dressed in all red, white and pink. My shoes will be rocking though :)

this quote's been sticking with me a lot: "Preach the gospel at all times- if necessary, use words." -St. Francis of Assisi

I'm back....

There's so much I haven't written about, but I'm too lazy and forgetful to try and write it all down. So I'm just pretending it's all up to date.

I am officially sore. HARDCORE so sore I can barely sit up straight or walk. Why? Because my loving boyfriend Tom, has decided to help me get back into my athletic, fit shape that I had for about a year when I first came to college. He does this by having me do modified Crossfit workouts. This is my third one I've done, but I'm pretty sure it's the worst. I had to do 5 push-ups, 10 sit-ups, and 15 squats in a round, and try to do as many rounds as I could in 20 minutes. I'm a smartass and decided that I'd do 15 sit-ups and 10 squats because I can't stand squats, and that decision is up there on the list of stupidest decisions I've ever made (beaten only by getting so drunk I threw up for 2 hours the weekend of OU/TX 09). I keep telling myself that I'm going to love the results, but it's hard to get up to go and workout when just walking up and down steps kills you. Blah.

Scandals Exec has taken over my Wednesday nights. I'm so excited to be a stage manager again, even though it's not the same as in theatre. I get to wear all black and be awesome again! Until then, I'm bored and not really doing anything. Auditions for the show are Sunday, so that'll be fun.

Speaking of Sundays, I'm going to help teach 2nd grade sunday school at Journey! YAY! Also, I hopefully get to start singing in the praise band for sunday school too. I'm really nervous because I haven't sang in front of anyone for real since high school, and I didn't think I was that great then. Tom is wonderful and has always been telling me I sound great and wanting me to sing when we're playing Rockband. He's pretty much the reason I'm doing that.

Classes are super busy...something's due all the time. I hate it. This semester is going to kill me....speaking of class, I have to go get ready and then head out.