What is Poking all About Anyways?

On facebook you can poke another person.  To which I would like to inquire as to the purpose of when one pokes another person, using facebook.    I know when I poke Mara, it's just no big deal. We're just goofing around.  But when my ex, aka, the Boy pokes me - I just have no clue what is going on in his head.  Before we started to date, this is how he began to flirt.  This past Sunday was his birthday, and he decided that his birthday was the ideal day to poke me.  So naturally I was wondering what should I do?  I wasn't planning on wishing him a happy birthday.  I wasn't ready for that.  But he initiated contact with me.  So I texted him, 'Hey. Hope you're having a good Birthday!'  He never responded.  Naturally that annoyed me. Why don't you respond to me?  You're the one who initiated contact today.  Why do you not text me back???? So I decided to poke him back, and then messaged him, "hey! Hope you're having a good Birthday!"  That's two exclamation marks.  So much more exciting.  haha.  But he eventually said 'thanks' to it.   I decided that was an inadequate response. In hopes of making him feel awkward and try to force him to start a conversation, I said 'No Trouble.'  Sadly that tactic did not work.  he did not talk to me the rest of the evening.  Monday Morning he began poking me.  Naturally I cannot let him win.  So I kept poking him back. Because he cannot win.  But what if this is him flirting with me again?  I cannot date him again.  Well.  I Shouldn't.  I am tired of being alone though.  And he is so nice... and comfy.  And fun.And I miss making out with him. It was fun. BUT, lets be reasonable here.  Religion, well better stated, his lack of religion is a serious issue for me.  And I don't think he is comfortable with me having faith. That isn't a great equation fora goodlong relationship. Silly logic.

Shit, Sex, Farts, Cops, Cars, Booze

the title for this post is basically what this past weekend was about for me.  :)

Let me explain what some of this means.  :)

Farts - There was a girl, Caroline who is a younger girl in Phi Rho.  She is super nice and friendly.  We were going around and saying different words that we thought were so funny when you hear them.  like penis...though not so much.  but shaft and penetration still are. :)  yay!  lol.  But Caroline thought fart is a funny word.  Which the way she says fart is so funny.  So it was funny to hear her keep  saying fart.  along with when farting actually occurred over the weekend.  That always got a lot of giggles. 

Cars - We rode around a bit.  But they relate to the cops topic too...  but we went to Mara's Bosses' house and hung out a bit there while we took care of the two dogs and three cats.  they were just so cute!!!!  I loved this one cat,  i could just hold him forever.... if he wasn't so shy.  the one dog always tried to bite your feet too.  that was annoying.  and scary at the time.  Not a big fan of animals biting my feet.

you can see (if you tilt your head sideways) one of the dogs, marley, watching tv.  It's tramp (from lady and the tramp) singing on the TV.  :)  it was just so cute I couldn't not take a picture! Just adorable

Cops - On Saturday Melissa (kristen's roommate, and my friend :)  )  lent one of her housemate's her car to go to the drug store to pick up a prescription.  Turns out when she was coming home she was about to turn left, and another car came around a left curve and scraped off the license plate and a bit of the bumper.   

there's the pic we sent to her dad.  It's basically fine.  She ended up going to some auto shop and they had her pay three dollars for a washer and bolts and screwing the license plate back in.  The car ripped the heads off the screw's.  so the people also drilled new holes so that it stayed in place.  :)
On that, we called the cops because initially it was thought that someone hit and run in the drug stores parking lot.  so the Dayton Cops came, but  because we realized it happened on campus, they referred us to the Dayton cops.  But they tend to be dicks.  So after asking about how to handle the situation with the cop, because there was no actual real damage done, they decided not to file a report.    

Cops part two - Yesterday Mara went to her boss's to take care of the dogs again.  And when she got back, she realized that her back plate was stolen. So we called the UD cops, because we saw it had to have happened in the parking lot. There were so many car with their license plate missing, or their back windshield wiper broken off, or their antenna broken off.  So she filed a report with the UD cops so that if someone actually stole it and tried to use it in a crime.  It was fun talking with the UD cops that came to take her report.  Of which we initially called the non emergency Dayton cops, then called the UD cops...neither of which Mara had in her phone.  So i gave it to her and waited with her and such.  She just has to move her front plate to the back so she has a lower probability of being pulled over. 

shit-well, not only did we talk shit, we talked about shit.  haha.... fun times. :)  

well,  I'll post about booze and sex another time.  maybe  ;)  we shall see what happens!!!!

I decorated... A Vase!

So for my friend, Hannah's 21st Birthday, we went to this place where you paint pottery.

I chose to paint a vase I initially intended to put my bamboo plant... which I will tell you about in another post.  But I painted this with hearts and swirls and the little grey-ish blobs you can see are actually stars. 



 If you look at it, you notice there is some white substance in the vase.  It is rice.  I actually ended up using for a candle stand.  It was getting too hard to tell when the plant needed watered.  So I switched to a see thru glass.





An idea that was posed to us whilst painting our respective items, was to date the item on the bottom so that we could remember when we actually made the item.  Which, as you can tell, I did.

Also, you can see how I like to sign my initials.  That's kinda how I always do it now. Because its so friggin awesome.  : )



p.s.  LOOK!  A DIME!

(to text mara I found a dime... or not to text mara I found a dime....  its technically in my room.... but i still found it... hmmm)

Orchid

So my mother got an orchid as a thank you from Music boosters for being president for two years. 

I've been thinking about getting an orchid, for myself.  They are not that hard to take care of. 

Well, they are not that hard once you know how to.  :)  Which I have looked into because I want one.  

So basically I am super jealous of her.  Cuz I want it.  So badly.

Additionally, I re-fell in love with twitter.  Cassidy, Candice, Emma, Mara, and Matt all have one. 

..butttt Mara doesn't use hers. She's a silly goose.

Monday the 12th.

Upon waking up Monday morning, I checked my phone like every twenty-something and teenager does.  The little icon appears that says I have a missed call. Not unreasonable, some of my friends are known to drink on Sunday nights, drunk dials are acceptable.  At least they didn’t leave me a voicemail,  HATE voicemails, I thought to myself.

 So I unlock my phone and see who called me. 

It’s my freakin’,as Mara calls him, Lover boy. His name is mani. Let me tell you about him.

The previous Monday, the fifth of march, I was walking back from Fluids to my car.  On the way to my car, when I park in S1 I have to pass by the parking attendant because they have a construction fence  around any other normal rout to get out, without adding literally 10 extra block lengths to your walk. 

So I walk by the booth . He starts talking to me, and dumb me isn’t listening so I’m like, “What? Hello.”

“Hi. I wanted to ask ou earlier for your number but I didn’t get the chance.” 

“you want my number?”  (I’m thinking, ‘………..he wants my number? Is he for real? What? Is this really happening?’)

“yes I would like your number.”

“oh. Ok.” I start giving it, naturally he’s like wait!  I need a sec to pull it up on my phone.  Give him my number.

“you are single right?”

“es”

“do you go here? “

“yeah I do. “   no I just like to randomly park in a school parking lot and carry books and around for fun.

“oh  I do too.  What are you studying? “

‘I’m majoring in chemical engineering”

“Ok.  I’ve gotton my bachelors in [some engineering thing I forgot what specifically] and am getting my masters in [some other type of engineering].”

“oh wow how cool!”  that’s pretty awesome

“yeah.  Right now I am co-oping with Sherwin Williams right now.  This is my second co-op. Where do you live?”

Westlake’s a big place.  I can say Westlake. “over in westlake.”

“oh I work there! “

“Yeah, that’s where Sherwin Williams is.”

“no, I work at my uncles gas station there. “

……….shit shit shit shit shit shit…… “oh how cool”  I am never going into a gas station besides getgo and circle k now…. Damn it….

“yeah.”

“well I gotta go”

“talk to you later”

Upon arriving at my car  at 107 he texts me, “hey this is mani”  reasonable, now I know what his number is. He knows I am going to be driving now, I won’t text him right this second.

[now I will recount the rest of the texting bold is him. Regular is me.  Italics is thoughts]

117: hellooo   wow…. Really? You know I’m driving home or away at least right now. 

143: hey. I was dirivng home

144: That’s ok  

Lol I forgot to ask ur name babe

Really?  You forgot my name already?  How many girls have you been talking to this past hour?

147:Its Lydia.

148: Wow typical name

Wer r u from?

………..typical name?!?  WHAT! I do not have a typical name! How many times do you hear the name Lydia? Like  never.  Really?  You just called my name typical.  Wow.   And why can’t you text?  I know you’re from far away, but really?  How is it cool to type like this. I do not understand.  This does not compute.  I’m not going to text for a while.

148: Which country r u from?

Are you for real?  What kind of a question is that?  Why would you assume that I’m from somewhere else.  It’s a COMMUTER SCHOOL.

154: I’m from America. 

155: lol ok but ur name sounds Russian

Anyways I m from India

Oh cool. That’s kinda nice he thinks I’m from Russia.  Russia is cool. 

158: Oh how cool

159: Hw old r u ?

Not unreasonable, I was kinda wondering how old he was too. But I’m still going to make him wait for my answer.

 212: I’m 20.

Wow a pause before he responds.  That’s pretty awesome. Mixing it up.

217: Thad cool

I m 22

really? You can’t type.

218: That’s*

There we go.

That’s all I have to say.  He’s kinda weird so imam let this simmer out. 

229: U r so beautiful , gorgeous and pretty girl.

What the hell? What do I say to that?!? 

*I rack my head for another thing to say besides thank you.  I can’t come up with anything*

241: Thank you

Well.  At least I responded.  That’s just a mildly creepy thing to say to someone who you barely know.

242: hey I want to hangout with u

May b for a movie or a dinner or for a drink.

Ur choice.

I just told you I was 20.  I can’t meet you up for a drink  dummy.  I don’t think I really want to meet up with him.  I like someone a lot more decisive.

243: I like u and u r on my mind now

RED LIGHT RED LIGHT RED LIGHT.  WHOA.  CREEPY MUCH?!??!?  Wow.  That just went off the scale on the creep-o-meter.  We’re definitely done now.  Sorry dude, your ship has sailed and will never dock again.

456: Hey u did not reply

no shit Sherlock.  You were creepy, that results in no response from me…

614: Busy?

Not in the slightest… just sitting around. But im not going to tell you that!  You lost the privilege of being able to get a response from me.

So that’s the conversation from that Monday.

Wednesday…

854: hello Munna  :)

What the hell is munna?  I don’t want to text you too.  Maybe it’s an Indian nickname for girls. 

TO GOOGLE.

*googles munna….*

Pokemon reference.  What. A fucking pokemon is what you’re calling me?!?  Really?  REALLY. Really?   Wow.  No.  door has been locked now.

Friday….

1109: heyyy Munna :)

Nope definitely no longer going to ever contact you in any way shape or form.  You lose.

That's my creep.  The parking lot attendant of S1.

So this morning at 524 in the morning he called me.  Didn’t leave me a message, nor did he text me (thank goodness.)  So I’m super creeped out, and I have to shower and get ready.

  Instead of going to the zoo as I originally planned (because I get in free on Mondays),  due to the rain, I ended up going to my church and helped make the bread we use during church.  It was fun. Talked to a lot of people. Met some new ones.  Got to catch a lot of people up on my dad it seemed.  I also at the end ended up talking, well better said that I was listening to him talk, about his wife who recently passed that past Saturday.  He was saying how he has seen limbs severed and people run over in the war, but he never saw anything as awful looking as the condition he found his wife in.  Which is pretty terrible.  And he went on and on about all these stories, which were super cute and so sad.  

Here are a few:

                He was saying how the previous day (Sunday) he went out and got the paper and saw her car in the driveway and was excited that she was home.  And he went in and started looking for her.  But he then realized she wasn’t there.  :’(

                He would never go into her purse.  He would always bring her her purse if he needed anything out of it, or if she told him to get something out of it, he still would not go in it.  The first time he went into it, was to get her drivers license when the coroner came. 

                He also would always fill up her gas, so she never had to do that –ever. 

How cute were the last two stories?  (minus the sadness.)

So after listening  to him for 45 minutes, I ended up leaving because I needed to leave. 

Upon arriving home, I watched a strange movie called I want candy.  It’s a raunchy movie, which I am apparently partial to.  They’re just so much fun to watch.

Then It was time to fetch Jack.  When I was about to pull into the high school, there was a stupid cop sitting in the driveway to stop people from pulling into to the high school lot.  They don’t let anyone in there utnill about 315 to “protect” the handicap kids while they get on the bus.  Which I don’t get because they leave by 300 at the latest on the bus.  So I ended up pulling into city hall to fetch him.  It worked out perfectly that as I pulled up, he was walking out of the building.  Yay!

I got home, and ended up talking to Mara about what Mani did that morning.  She suggested blocking him.  Which You can’t actually block someone with Verizon, but there’s a cool 90 day block thing you can do.  Which I did to him.  Hopefully in three months he forgets about me.  Cuz I totally miss parking in S1.

I began watching star trek, the original series.  It’s pretty good.   But I only watched like 9 episodes so far.  There are wayyy too many movies to watch out there!  And you have to pay attention more during Star Trek episodes. They were watched while I was sitting in my family room with my family.   During that time, I finished formatting the sex laws, then printed them out and folded and glued them and added fun facts to the back cover.  Then I colored 8 (her favorite number) pictures.  All the while, I was taunting mara about how she would slap herself when she saw what I was sending Kristen, because she wanted it for when she travels and has all the sex.  Lol.  Once I finished, it was super late and I ended up going to bed.