Well That Didn't Work

INTERESTING
"Interesting" seems to be the only word I can use to describe my life at the moment. Interesting, and perhaps, complex.

This rather introspective month has given me a lot to think about, despite being only 10 days in. As I said in an earlier entry, Aprils are like that for me. Thursday was a particularly thoughtful, and thus, excruciatingly painful day. After a full day of classes, I headed down to Georgetown to solve the most minor of my current problems, cabin fever. Unfortunately, being alone with my thoughts brought me dangerously close to the edge of complete insanity. I called Adi from a cab (I took a cab when I could have taken the bus-that's how upset I was) nearly in tears and asked her if she could talk. By the time I got back to AU, I was hysterical in tears. It's very rare that I cry, even rarer that I let anyone see me do so. Adi's a great friend though, she really is...she listened to me go on and on and on about only one of the things engulfing my thoughts, gave me a hug and even offered to watch a chick flick with me (Adi doesn't do chick flicks...EVER.) We ended up going to Chipotle, picking up stuff to make Rice Crispy treats, and watching most of the second season of Sex in the City (apparently, I couldn't call myself a real woman until I had seen the show. Glad to say I can now count myself among the ranks of non-penis wielding persons around the world.)

I decided I needed to recuperate after that night, so I stayed in bed all day Friday, literally. I didn't leave my bed, not my room, my bed. Finally, around 7:00, I was dragged, in thought alone kicking and screaming, by my friend Matt who wanted to get food at the university's cafeteria, TDR. The rest of the evening was uneventful, spent mostly in my room watching movies with Adi, her boyfriend, Matt and Matt's friend Paul...uneventful that is until Hannah sexiled me and I was forced upstairs. As it happens, the shit that'd been building up in the triple (Alex, Mitch, and John's room) finally hit the fan on Friday night. Long story very short, Mitch has been really stressed this semester and has used his stress as an excuse for his short temper, snide comments, and general poor treatment of the people around him. To his credit, he's a really sweet guy, the behavior he's adopted over the course of the last four months is, undoubtedly, the result of the stress he's been under...still, it's no excuse. Anyway, Adi walked in on him making out with a girl and he completely snapped. She wasn't horribly offended, she knows he didn't mean harm by it, but Alex had had it. He and John took turns (seriously) talking/arguing/confronting Mitch about the various things that they felt had needed to be said for quite some time by then. Meanwhile, Adi, Crissy and I waited to make sure all was well and counseled/listened to them as needed all night. I didn't get to sleep until 8:30 AM.

Saturday morning, I was awoken by a phone call from my mother, who wanted to inform me that she'd be in D.C. within the following 40 minutes or so. Her visit was a very, very welcomed one. After all the things I've been going through coupled with the drama that a considerable number of my friends are involved in, etc, etc, I needed something nice. A girls' day, as my mom calls it, was just the thing.
We went out to lunch at a little French restaurant call La Madeleine's; it's a chain of restaurants, the closest of which is located in Georgetown. There was a La Madeleine's near our house in Texas and on the girls' days we went on back then, we usually ate there. Sadly, there weren't any near our house in Connecticut when we moved there and there aren't any near our house in New Jersey, so we hadn't been to one in years. It was really nice, the food was just as we remembered it and I really enjoyed my mom's company.

From the restaurant, we proceeded to browse the rather upper class Georgetown Park mall...we played on Segway Scooters!! My mom's face was classic, one of simultaneous horror and amusement ...kinda like the face I'm almost positive Adi made when she read the word "boyfriend," in reference to Dave, above. : o ) After the people at the Segway store made us leave, we headed out to Virginia to a store that carries a brand of make-up my mom loves-a brand that is particularly difficult to find. We debated over which shade of foundation would look best on me, which lip color would look best on her...ya, the transition between teen tomboy and sexy college girl is now officially complete...I gave advice on make-up. Just kidding.

From there, we picked up Adi and went to Maggiano's (an amazing Italian restaurant that serves portions that would fill an elephant) for dinner. My mom loved Adi, Adi loved my mom...it was good.

The massive amount of food and a day spent with someone as rambuncious as me tuckered my mom out (she's on painkillers for her cancer that exhaust her early everyday,) so I took her to her hotel. The evening sucked after that point. My mom left the car with me, along with her blessing to take it out around the city and have fun. I thought I'd round up some friends and go cruisin, but, as usual, I had difficulty finding someone to go with. Adi and Dave came along, of course, but I had hoped I could get Mitch or Alex out with us, I barely see them anymore. They always have something to do. I understand that Alex, for example, has a lot of work, so let me explain why I'm so upset with him (and a handful of others.) I asked Alex on Monday of last week if he'd care to accompany me to local hookah bar at the end of the week, Thursday or Friday, and catch up on everything that's been going on, since I hadn't talked to him in quite a while. He said he had tons of work, so he doubted it, but he'd check and to ask again on Thursday. His answer on Thursday was that he had way too much to do. Twenty minutes later, I went down to my room and saw him smoking hookah in the amphitheatre through my window. He didn't even call me to tell me he was taking a break. I don't take it personally, I mean, it's not just me that he hasn't spent much time with recently, but I figure that if he was a real friend, he'd at least try to make time to see me, if only for a meal...doesn't even seem like he wants to at this point.

Yes I know that I'm overreacting. I do have a lot of friends that do make that kind of effort...I appreciate them very much, I imagine they know that.

Anyway, my mom left early this afternoon. I thanked her for a really nice day...it was so nice. Since then, all I've done is shower, laundry, a few physics problems, and post here, so I'd best be off. I actually have quite a bit more to post about (this was a "here's what I've done since Thursday" entry, not a "these are my thoughts on _____" entry,) but I didn't want to push my lovely readers into information overload...I'll post again soon. : o ) Comments ()

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