SAT's weren't that bad. Honestly, I don't see what everyone makes such a big fuss about. The only thing was that they were so damn long, with very little break time. I wouldn't have minded staying another hour or two if I got longer breaks in between. But, really, it was pretty simple. Like MCAS-extreme.
Sunday my mother and I went and saw The Full Monty, because Brad bugged me until I just bought tickets. It was actually pretty damn hilarious. I loved the way the set was built, with folding flats and all. And the five man orchestra could have easily been mistaken for fifteen. The story was hilarious, the characters were just as, and Brad was plain cute. And, oddly enough, watching male strippers with my mother wasn't nearly as awkward as I thought it was going to be.
I made yet another attempt at seeing Mars on Sunday night, with no avail. We took the dog to the beach, only to discover that we were completely surrounding by high atmosphere clouds that could block even the sun. At this rate, I'm never going to see Mars. Oh well, I'm sure it'll show up again. Not like it's gonna go anywhere.
Oh, yeah. It was Kyle and my three month anniversary that day, too. I think he forgot again, as he did the last two. At least when we get past all the month ones, he only has to remember once a year. Though, I'm sure that he'll just forget anyway. Silly boy. Only got to talk to him for a quarter of a second because I was so exhausted. I still am. Almost fell asleep on my keyboard first period. I need to find some time to sleep.
I find it kind of amazing, though, how I've known him for a year and a quarter, and we've only been dating for three months, but it feels like I've known him for years, and have been dating him equally as long. I hope that turns out to be a good thing, and not a bad one. Gaia, I love him...
Anyway... Yesterday was the last day of the Topsfield Fair. It was also the only day it's rained in like a month. It was also the day that I went to the fair. With Maura, of course. Who else would I traverse an area filled with farmers, white trash, and families who are easy to frighten? As always, I felt bad for all the animals, and wanted to take them all home with me. Especially that one really cute horse that just looked lonely. And the bunny. And the owl. And the goat. And the cow. And the piglet. I could go on. Honestly. It was, however, the first time I got to see the derby. Ah, people racing cars around a double figure-eight style track, with every intention of breaking their competitor's cars to smoking, immovable wrecks. White trash heaven. And I enjoyed every moment of it. In the end, the winner of it all backed up into number 24's car, so number 24 punched the winner in the face. However, unfortunately, he still had his hemlet on, which made it no fun at all. Cops arrested the dude.
I get to see my counselor tomorrow, which I am totally pumped for. I haven't seen her in like three months, and it's been driving me crazy not having anyone to sort my thoughts for me. Kyle's a big help, but there's only so much he can do with the little time we speak. I have a feeling she might be happy to see me, too. Or, at least, she's deluded me into believing she actually cares, even though she's paid to do so.
Oh, and, what a coincidence. Today I happen to be too tired to put on actual clothes, so I came in pajamas. Well, it happens to be pajama day. I came prepared and I didn't even know it.
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