Tentative

SO. I confronted Technicolor Boy about his selfish behavior. He did not take it well, there was much "oh then I guess you're soooo much better than me" and "oh then go date someone with more money than me" but I dropped a few personal verbal bombs that silenced him instantaneously. He almost cried, but now I feel like he's contributing a lot more.

He bought me a new dress and a heart shaped box of chocolates and has been bringing me dinner every night. I've told him that he doesn't need to constantly buy me things, that all I want from him is a little appreciation and the occasional unprecedented act of niceness, but I think he is starting to understand how imbalanced our relationship had become and he is trying to even things out a bit.

I don't know how long this will last. Tentatively, I feel as though my emotional poking has been an effective solution, but only time will tell if he is actually caring more or if this is going to be cyclic thing where he cares a lot and then gradually stops until I get mad at him. I don't know, we'll see.

Either way, I saw The Who live with him yesterday. If you're friends with me on Facebook, you probably saw my emotional outbursts via status, but if not, they were basically along the lines of HOLY SHIT PETE TOWNSHEND ROGER DALTREY OMFG ALL MY FAVORITE SONGS LIVE I AM SEEING LIVING LEGENDS AND AAAAAA

I fucking love The Who. The best moment of the night was when they played "Won't Get Fooled Again" and Roger did the (now meme-ified due to its use as the CSI: Miami theme) YEAAAAAAAAH right at the end. I felt the power. But seeing literally every song that I love by them played live was amazing. Shows like that make me want to be a rock star.


As for Valentine's Day, I'll only get to spend the night before and the early morning with my boyfriend, which sucks, because I have class and then work that day, and instead of going home to Technicolor Boy afterwards, I have to go to my parent's house and prepare to get on an airplane to California at like five in the morning.

I am finding it very hard to be excited about going to compete in speech and debate at Berkeley because I am exhausted and really want nothing more right now than to just cuddle with my boyfriend and his cat forever. I know I always bitch about going on trips; I'll most definitely perk up once I'm at the airport and am surrounded by my friends.

Blahhh.

Julia