Nick and I

Nick and I are back together, and have been going out for about 3 weeks now. He is a red neck and country guy. He is slowly changing me into country, but I'm still going to be a city girl at heart who loves to do country stuff. For example; I like to go mudding, and off roading, and driving or riding through the creeks. It is amazing, and I am starting to love camouflage. The only thing that I can't stand but I am tolerating is dipping, or chewing. I met his family yesterday on his mom's side. I also met 2 of his uncles, and one of his aunt, and grandma on his dad's side. His cousin just got engage, and his cousin Cheslea is getting marry on Derby Day next year.

Rushing Into Things

I meant this really sweet country guy. I like him but I think I rush into things. I just got out of a 3 year relationship, a week goes by and I'm already in a new one. I told him we should take a step back and just be friends. I still like him, but it seem like us going out just happen. He knew more things about me then I thought he did, but I verly know anything about him. I know personal stuff and why he does the things that he does. I know that he deserves the best. I know that he country, and half irish, which is probably why I am attracted to him. Like the song saids "Girls Love Country Boys." He is really sweet and know how to treat a lady. Hopefully some day we will get another chance.

Losing a Shoe

One night I was in the Student Center watching 300, and then we watch the elections. I took my flip-flops off like I always do. I put my shoes by the couch, at least I thought I did. As I get up to leave, I can't find my left shoe. "You got to be kidding me." I search and search for it. I even look in the piano. I even asked my friends to give my shoe back, apparently they didn't take it. I guess maybe I should leave a pair of my shoes in my friends room. Last night I took my shoes off during the coffeehouse; the comedian show. I made sure my shoes were in front of me the whole time. I still haven't find my flip flop.

when will they learn?

When will men learn to listen to ladies and learn that we are right most of the time? A group of my friends and I went to the pet store to go see some puppies and other animals. On the way back I mention that I like Ski (a soft drink), so we stop at a gas station so I can get a Ski. We are on US 150 when the car said low fuel and the gas tank said empty. I noticed it and tried telling him that he needed gas, and (he) the driver said it was find. Like I said, he needed gas. We had to pull over to the side of the road and wait for somebody to bring us gas. Next time, he will listen, hopefully.