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Sarah. Nineteen. In College. Clarion Univ. PA. Boyfriend. In Love. Hottness. Clever. Witty. Trouble. Good Time.
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So you think you can leave for a week?! Hell no!
...written on 2006-05-24, at 1:07 a.m.
So I'm feeling a lot better. My throat is worse than it has been but at least I've gotten rid of my head ache and nausea. So now I just sneeze, cough and hobble around. I did sleep a lot better than I've been since I got sick last night though.
It's been a crazy hectic last few days.
Friday night I went to a club in Pittsburgh, Pegasus, with my gay friend Shawn, aka Gay Shawn, and his friend Tami, a middle aged woman who recently had heart surgery. Shawn and I danced our asses off while Tami sat and drank soda and water at the bar, while mingling with the people around.
It was definitely a good time. I mean, I got called beautiful twice. Two gay men of course, but they were hot gay guys, haha. And besides that the whole dancing thing was just insanely fun, we didn't get home until 4:30am.
The next morning I woke up with a terrible sore throat but I still went out that night with Gay Shawn, Tonie and Lauren to watch scary movies at Shawn's house. I made it home by 1am.
The next morning I woke up with a sore throat, head ache and stuffy nose, and I hadnt slept well. That evening I went with my mom to see The DaVinci Code and then stayed out with Denielle and my sister until 4am. It was a good time hanging out with Denielle. I miss being room mates with her at college. We've been friends for a long time. Awkward at first but some how we grew on eachother and now I'd miss her like I'd miss the right half of my if she and I stopped being friends.
The next morning I woke up with an even worse head ache, sore throat, stuffy nose, and suddenly I was sneezing. I still wasn't sleeping well. This night, last night, I went to see The DaVinci Code, again, with Gay Shawn and Denielle in Clarion. I returned home at 10:30pm.
It was finally a good nights sleep, although I didn't go to bed until 1:30ish. This morning when I woke up my head ache was gone... but so was my voice. My throat was a lot worse although most other things had vanished. I had to work to get my voice to return but it's back. Who knows what tonight, sleeping, will hold. I certainly don't.
After all of this busy, crazy running around I had time for Richard and I today.
I won't lie. I'm a flirt. I flirt with any and all cute guys. I dance provacatively any chance I get. I love being overtly sexual and being very bold when it comes to touching other people. I do all of that in good fun. I don't get turned on when I'm doing those things and occassionally I have cyber sex with my friend Online Josh, not to be confused with Jewish Josh. That last part turns me on, but with us it's like reading a really, really good romance novel.
Normally when I do these things I don't tell Richard about it. When it comes to flirting and all of that I just forget, but when it comes to cybering and being overtly sexual I tend to make a mental note not to mention it. I don't lie. If he outright asked me I'd tell him... I just neglect to tell him certain things.
I do this because Richard is a conservative republican. He used to be excessively religious as well but has since let his faith wane. He always makes a huge deal out fo things and it tends to lead to fights. I'm not going to change my flirtatious nature to I figure I just wont tell him. What he doesn't know what hurt him, right?
Wrong.
Today he outright asked me some stuff and, of course, I spilled. This was just bad. Our whole relationship we've been completely honest, good, bad and ugly style. He prided us on it. It was what our relationship was based on but when he found out I'd been keeping things from him it really hurt him and made him mad.
No good.
I think we're okay now but he's playing games with his buddies so we still have to really talk about it. I'm hoping all goes well. I don't want to have to change the way I am and I want to be able to be completely honest with him without him hating on me.
I trust him though, so hopefully it all works out.
Right now I'm just killing time until he gets home so we can really talk. This probably wont be for a good hour more. I'll probably be dead asleep by the time that happens. Blargh.
Sarah