So today I spent the whole day hanging out with Trey.
He taught me how to shoot. I did fucking amazing!
^^^ I'll elaborate more on that later.
I met his family.
He asked me to be his girlfriend.
I said yes! 
I had dinner with his family.
We talked and cuddled.
Fell asleep for a bit.
Then he drove me home.
I'm extremely happy with life right now!
Oh... and his Mom told him that I was very pretty! 
hehe
I am beautiful, smart, considerate, creative, passionate, caring, talented, loving, strong, diligent, confident, and worthy.
I deserve love, respect, and honesty.
I am not ugly, fat, stupid, useless, naive, slutty, an idiot, a waste of life, nor am I worthless.
*If anyone tries to give me shit about being cocky.. don't even start. This isn't cocky, this is confidence and realizing all that I am worth.
I can't think of the right word...
You know those little questionaire/survey/evalution thingies doctores give you. It's like an oral interview type thing were for instance, they are talking with you to try to determine if you have a mental illness and/or to what extend.
HELP PLEASE?
(If you don't know the word you can also rec?)
***********EDIT************
I found a different way to phrase my sentence which was going to contain that unknown word... so you're assistance is no longer needed lol.
My only class today was anatomy and physiology at noon. I got there rather early, with the intention of just chilling and maybe getting some studying done.
Trey had a conference with our comp professor at 10:30, but that ended up being canceled because she's still sick. Instead of studying, I hung out with him by the water fountain. We talked until 12:00 when I had to go to class. I managed to talk him into going to class with me since he didn't have anything else to do. Besides, who wouldn't want to learn about smooth and cardiac muscles?! 
Lol. After that we went to lunch. Since he lives in Sherwood and isn't as familiar with Little Rock as I am, he told me to pick. I picked Copper Grill, which is a sister restaurant to Cajun's, I'd never before so I thought it was a cool idea.
It ended up being really good and I even had Jay, a server also at Cajun's, wait on us! After eating I drove us back to campus to drop him off at his car. Honestly, I think the car ride to and from was probably more fun than the actual lunch. 
We're also going out Sunday morning to a shooting range, which I'm really looking forward too! [We were originally doing that as a first get-together/date but decided on dinner instead because it would be a better start to things. He's picking me up at 9am so as soon as I get home from work Saturday night and eat, I'm going to bed. Plus, the low Saturday/Sunday is going to be 47... YIKES! That's going to be chilly, but oh well. Hopefully it warms up soon.
Anyways, I have to get ready for work now so later!
Yeah that's my outfit for today... and those are my shoes back there 
Well I wanted to tell you about some news pertaining to Trey, but I figured I'd do things in chronological order. So I'm going to tell you about this guy I met Wednesday.
After identify all five slides in lab and getting a good visual of them I headed out. After exiting the building and beginning to head toward the lecture hall (even though it was an hour early due to not using all the lab time today), a guy ran up behind me.
He began casually chatting. Asked me if I thought I was getting the tissues down pretty well, yada yada. Then he moved on to asking about myself... He asked what year I was and when I told him freshman he said "I'm assuming you're eighteen then?" And I confirmed that. Asked about myself some more then I asked him what year he was. He said, "I'm a junior, but I'm 29. This is my third time back but I think I know what I want to do this time."
..... 
Okay, so I casually/uncomfortably continued talking with him while praying he wouldn't ask for my number or anything. Luckily after a few minutes he said he was heading to the library and I went to the lecture hall. He made a comment about trying to get there early to stop by and say hi. Luckily he didn't.
Now, I'm not the biggest fan of math, but I'm not terrible at it. Correct me if I'm wrong...
29-18=11 No?
That's ELEVEN freakin' years difference! Yeah, I'm eighteen, I'm fair game, blah blah blah. I don't care! That's TOO big of a difference!
Aww, you're flirting with me? That's flattering. Oh, you're 29... that's creepy!
Today started off as a fairly average day.
I had history. Comp was canceled because my professor has pneumonia. That meant I was able to get lunch today. I went to the taco bell on campus and waited 20 minutes in line to get my food (freakin' sucked). Then after that I went to the computer lab to work on some of the online math homework I have, while waiting until it was time for sociology.
With five minutes until sociology was to start, I decided to head that way. I packed up my things and headed out the door. As I approached the door I saw him, but thought "No, it couldn't be". I exited the second door and my suspicion was confirmed. There was Richard, my ex, walking right up to me. Thank God he didn't say anything, but we locked eyes and my stomach rolled. He entered the library and I quickly continued walking to my next class.
I hate how the mere sight of him still can set fear into me like no one should be able to. If I hadn't been heading to class I probably would've had a melt down.
I'm now extremely paranoid on campus.
It was 4 years and three days ago that we met...
With such a large campus and so many students attending there, why of all people, do I have to run into him? :/
So I had a request from a lovely lady { @belleorecluses} on my previous blog, to show everyone how cute I looked.
How am I suppose to say no to an excuse to camera whore?
This picture is basically just so you can see my full out fit. The dress stops right below the picture pretty much, and I was silver gladiator-like sandals with it.
Why yes, the last four are pretty much the same; however, you can get over that.
I couldn't decide which to put so I put ALL. Sue me!
Anyways... more bullets!
That's a lot of bullets, but oh well. Conversation was great, as was the food. I had a really good time.
I'm really starting to like this guy!
*whispers* And I think he likes me too!
*regular voice* After dinner, he even took a picture of me because he said his Dad wanted to see what I looked like.. not because he was a creeper.
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?! He's told his Dad about me
I'm going to stop talking about this, because when I talk about it it makes me smile a lot without evening noticing it; and my cheeks are beginning to hurt
I'm out!
"Nah, I'm currently still making flashcards for A&P, real flashcards not photos "Killed a sharpie? That sounds utterly violent lol. I don't even want to know how you accomplished that "Lol, you're silly. I just mean I used it all up. It was pretty new, so that's saying something." "Yes, it is.... senseless violence xP, I try lol if I can get you to crack a smile, I have done my job" "Well mission accomplished I'm really starting to like this guy 
I already killed one of my sharpies lol" " "
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