Sunday night frustrations- Sunday started good

I texted Mike this morning about 9:30 to tell him I was sunburned. It was because we were out in his convertible yesterday. He texted back an LOL and told me he told me that would happen. LMAO. He said his friends wanted to meet in Brea, not Palm Springs at 3:30. He asked when I was ready. I told him about 11:15 since I was putting together my TV stand. He asked if I wanted him to pick me up in my city. I said sure. He asked where. I probably should have said my house, but out of convenience, or so I thought said the Albertsons shopping center down the street about 4 miles close to the freeway. I thought that would be best because it was right next to the freeway, but with all of the construction, the fact the shopping center has a Dennys that is super crowded on Sundays, it probably wasn't the best idea. He found me and he was driving his new dark gray Crosstour since he figured I didn't want to get sunburned again. I laughed and told him I was fine.

We go to Fry's Electronics where he looks for a monitor switch and I look at HDMI cables, but then find a VGA adapter for my laptop instead. He finds some wifi thing for his electronics. After, we look for a place to eat. He wanted pizza, but there were no eat in Pizza Huts in Anaheim we could find. We settled on El Torito- an El Torito I went to with Ry- but of course he didn't know that. They were having their Sunday buffet, which he was hesitant to try. It was alright, but nothing super. We drank raspberry collins and Coronas and talked about politics in education- namely how the union works- of course NJ is better than CA he thinks. We go to Nordstrom Rack and Sears Outlet after to kill time. We both wound up with a pair of shoes at the Nordstrom Rack in the same size. I joked we're going to share since they're the same size- and it is unusual I can fit in a 12. We go to ChaCha's in Brea for margaritas before the movie. It was happy hour, so we had their house for $5. He invites me out to Palm Springs tomorrow, and at the time sounded good, but I had school I had forgotten until we talked about it in the car tonight. DAMN.

We meet 2 hot and cute guys that are good friends of his, Bryan and Ryan (I think- one of the guys looked like a friend of mine from high school and I kept wanting to call him that, so his name just isn't sticking with me.) We saw "The King's Speech," which I could tell Mike was getting restless during. We began poking and rubbing each other's legs. We went to TAPS Fish afterwards where Mike and I split appetizers- the margharita pizza and calamari. The calamari was good. I talked to the friend that looked a lot like the one I went to high school with- his boyfriend was a 6th grade teacher- anyways we chat just about subbing mainly, since that made for lots of convo. Mike didn't mention the specific site we met on when he asked how we met. It was one of those moments where it felt like we were in a relationship... lol.

On the way home Mike is playing with his iPhone switching songs and we are at a light. A police officer comes up beside us, it is dark out, notices us playing with the phone, chuckles, and makes it clear he knew we were in the wrong. It was funny. Mike blamed me for not telling him. He also blamed me for the fingerprints on his mirror. I told him my fingerprints were much neater than that. I have beautiful hands, that's why. He dropped me off at my car about 8:30 and we may hang out tomorrow.

I have to say I am getting the feeling where I feel like I am falling for him. I feel the sadness when I leave him, the wanting to be with him, feeling frustrated being at home, and the general like for him.

I am so frustrated with my dad on another hand. I bought a closet organizer for my closet. He decided to put it together for me since it was just sitting in my room. I didn't ask him to. I don't know why he insisted. If I do it right, I damn well know it will work, or I will make it work. He assembled it wrong and didn't even assemble it in the closet. I take everything out of my closet tonight to fit it in. I don't know what my dad did, but there are pieces missing or something. Don't touch my damn stuff if I didn't ask you to. You'll break it. So now the rack is vicariously leaning in the closet. I'm not sure how it'll stay. I shot my dad a snide email telling him he should probably fix it and where the directions are. Wrong way to handle it, on Valentine's Day, when there are so many other little issues going on, especially when I won't be home tomorrow night and don't want my dad in my closet because he'll have to take all of my clothes out, mess up the organization, etc., but I don't care.

I am just annoyed about a few other things with him. I'm annoyed at my mom and the whole thing with my grandma/aunt. My sister. I never got that Excel assignment fixed that my sister deleted. I need to redo it and am running out of time. My sister did it at a time when I was feeling so overwhelmed with everything else, and I still feel that way, and I have no motivation to redo it. I hate her. I don't really care how I do on the quiz for that class this week- I'll probably get a B+ as it is because of her. I know I shouldn't blame other people and it is a weak excuse, but I am. Grrrrrr.

I'm frustrated with school and put off doing all of my homework this week. It is so unlike me. I'm behind. I didn't do a quiz because I bombed the one last week. I tried. I plan to wake up early and knock everything out tomorrow morning.

My plan for tomorrow:
6:30 wake up
7:00 breakfast
7:30 start on the reading/quiz
9:00 write my paper/thesis deal
11:00 done
seriously considering ditching class tomorrow... it is Valentine's Day and Mike is free... but then I'd lose 7.5% of my grade for that class with 1 absence, but I'd find some excuse. It's not like I'm getting an A anyways after my sister.