Journal #35

Happy thanksgiving to all who celebrate! And if ya don't, have a wonderful Thursday November 28th 2024!!! 

Last night me and Boyfriend went out to the Birdcage for the last open mic night of the year. He'd called me earlier that day to organize a last minute performance of a Cafe Tacvba song and I sang while he did guitar!!! We also did a cover of Creep by Radiohead on the spot and it went really well! As always, his playing was incredible and I'm so thankful we got the chance to perform together. It's something I'll treasure for the rest of my life! 

Yesterday he was awfully distraught at learning two of his ex high school friends got married. I wasn't sure what to say to make him feel better, but I knew exactly how he felt. Okay, maybe not exactly, but it was easy for me to get an idea when he explained it to me in his own way. I guess that's sort of what happened to me when I learned I was graduating and that there was no way in hell my ex friend would come to see me even though I showed up for her. It's the feeling that things are the way they are even though it was "supposed to be different" according to younger you. Like, I'm sure if me and him went back in time and told hs aged us we would be together, loving each other the way we do, they'd flip! It's like that. It's seeing people who were once big parts of your life moving on without you. But this is just me trying to get a hold of how he feels through my recent experiences. Even if I'm bad with words, I held him close after the show last night and made us a nice dinner. 

Today me and my family are just going to hang around the house and have some home cooked food. My mom made garlic bread so that's going to be like 75% of my diet today. Since it's a holiday, I'm just going to focus on the reading I need to get done for literary theory and work on my story a bit. Tomorrow I've got to start the final essays and shit which I'm not looking forward to. Unfortunately, I've got this stupid 2 hour zoom exam on Boyfriend's birthday which fucking sucks more than the papers. I can handle 2500+ words but I can't handle leaving him hanging.