Long Days

Well this week was kind of a bitch until yesterday. Because I am such a winrar and failed math last semester I get to take course recovery classes after school for two weeks. By that I mean, they hand us a packet of bullshit that our teacher put together and we sit in the library for two hours trying to remember how to do thing we learned months ago. I'm not too good at it, I still have a shitton of my packet left to do. Luckily though, this recovery business doesn't meet on fridays, so I was able to have Brent come over. The coming over part was difficult, seeing as both our phones were dead and my ride was no where to be found, likely because I had to go to a "soprano sectional" in which we did absolutely nothing of use and I could have honestly not have gone and nothing would have changed. Aside from Brent not getting mad, which is terrifying, but I guessed it would. He had a pretty good reason to be pissed too, Becca the section leader was quite rude when she asked for him to leave. In any case, we finally found Kelsey, who was there talking to a teacher about a book and persuaded her to give us a ride home. Though she seemed... especially ornery about the whole thing. I don't think she likes Brent very much, or at least she doesn't like seeing us together, which I suppose I can understand, seeing other people in a relationship while you aren't in one but want to be can kind of suck. But kelsey would never say so, because emotions are not her strong suit, though I wish she would open up more, I want to be able to be there for her, she shouldn't have to deal with teenage bullshit on her own. I have Scout to help me on the few occasions something is really bugging me, and that's amazing.
In any case, Brent and I finally got home and just... relished being together, alone and together, finally. It had been  a while, since new years I think. Speaking of new years, I should just say that I can no longer summon or ride unicorns. Which was almost the only downside of nooky. The other is a bit more personal and terrifying, so I won't get into it. Back to yesterday, Brent and I hung out together until all my step-siblings came over and then we ate pizza and talked and played scrabble. And after that... well I really can't summon unicorns any more. But doesn't matter, twas pretty bombastic, and nothing went awry that time. We've spent pretty much the whole day laying in bed, except when we went upstairs to make omlettes for each other. In fact, he's laying on my legs being distracting right now, not that I mind. It's safe to say that I love him. I don't want to say anything like "we're going to be together for ever" or anything like that, because that's for sure not how I roll but I am very happy that I'm with him now. And he keeps pestering me to clean my room, and my laptop is abut to die, so I guess I'll cut this post off here.