I know that its been months since I last blogged. I’m sorry for that, I just couldn’t find the inspiration to do so. Not to mention I always felt like there wasn’t enough going on in my life to actually blog about. I think I’m going to start a 30 day project, maybe it will kick me back into shape. I’m hoping that it does.

But anyway, before we catch up on all the things I’ve done (that i can recall) in the time I haven’t been blogging, we’re going to start with the reason I even have the motivation to write this blog.

I’ve been getting sick, like crazy lately. Some days I eat way more than I think I can even eat, other days as soon as I eat something I either puke it back up or my stomach makes me feel like its trying to kill itself. Then my period didn’t come (and still hasn’t..) so I thought that I was pregnant. I completely freaked out. I’m 19 years old and my boyfriend lives thousands of miles away. Being pregnant would be a terrible thing for me. Yes I would like to have children, but I’m not ready for it yet. So I went and got a pregnancy test, took it, and it said that I wasn’t pregnant. Thank god. However now I’m really starting to wonder what really is wrong with me. Why my stomach is behaving the way that it is, and why my period is over 2 weeks late. I’m thinking about calling the doctors office today and making an appointment for Monday (wont have a day off work till then). Hopefully its nothing bad and its just my body being weird.

So yeah, that was my reason for blogging. Pretty short, but still, it motivated me, which is all that matters, correct?

Now all the things that I’ve been doing since I last blogged.

The rest of NYC. Laura and I made it home safe. The next day my mother, step father and I drove to Morgantown (I had about 4 hours between getting home from NYC and leaving for Morgantown to finish packing for holland..) to Kayla’s wedding. It was a small church, but it was a nice service. I loved Kay’s dress, and what she had her bride maids wearing was cute as well. We went to her reception, and I loved the way she (more likely her mother) decorated everything. It was still weird to think that she was getting married though, and I still find it hard to believe that she is married. I still believe she was too young, and is following in the same footsteps as her mother, but I hope that she proves me wrong. So after the reception we drove back to warrenton. I had another couple of hours to make sure that EVERYTHING was packed for Holland. There were a few things that I couldn’t fit in, which really sucked. But all in all I took everything that I absolutely needed. We left for the airport early (well early for what time my flight was taking off..) I completely forgot to eat as well because I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off.

Got through security and everything and I was sitting at my gate and realized that I was very very hungry (because I forgot to eat. bravo rochelle!). I only had 3 dollars that wasn’t part of my holland money so I told myself to suck it up and that I would eat when i got on the plane. The flight over was nice. I’m glad that it was a direct flight. It was a bittersweet feeling to not have Richard pick me up from the airport. But i was glad to see Anneloes. We did the typical run to each other and hug thing. I looked like complete crap (and because of that, was glad richard didn’t pick me up!). Ann and I had a bunch of fun getting to the train.. then getting my SHIT on the train. The ride to her house wasn’t that bad, the biggest problem was getting from the train to the tram and then from the tram to her house. Since I had 3 suitcases and two of them were HUGE. Got all my stuff to her house, took it up two flights of stairs. I took a shower and changed into this really cute dress (if I do say so myself :P). However we had a couple of hours to kill until anyone came to the house.

When everyone starting showing up I stayed up in her room while everyone else was downstairs in the living room. Everyone got there and we strategically placed richard in the chair facing away from the door, that way I could surprise him.

When Ann and I walked into the room he turned around and got a glimpse of me, but thank GOD he didn’t actually see my face because I quickly moved behind her. I walked up behind him and put my hands over his face and whispered something in his ear (I think it was abrakadabra.. but I’m not 100% sure because I remember there were a bunch of things that I was debating on saying to him). He just kinda sat there like he didn’t know what to say or how to react. It was so cute. I like to mess with him though and say that he didn’t care that I was there, and that it was just “meh” to him.

The rest of that day was awesome, we went to take me to the hostel and Richard told me that his mother offered for me to stay with her. So when I got to the hostel and realized that I wasn’t going to be getting my own room (when they told me that I would..) and that I was in a room with two other guys who were absolute perverts, I decided that I would stay with Richards mom. Yay for saving 600$! However things with staying there didn’t go completely smoothly. I’m a very quiet person, and usually keep to myself, because I’m used to being alone. Well I guess she took offense to that and thought that I hated her, so pretty much I had to spend time downstairs or I made her feel bad. I don’t have a problem spending time with her, she just wanted me downstairs like every day and I don’t know, it just made me uncomfortable.

Spent a week, actually only like 3 days with Anneloes. Seems that this trip did nothing to help our friendship, and honestly I’m wondering if things can be fixed between the two of us.

Richard and I went to Paris (yay! :D) and we were supposed to go to Germany, but apparently you have to have some sort of sticker saying where you can drive and it would have taken too long for Richard to get that, so instead we went to the Germany, Netherlands, Belgium border. I was in 3 countries at one time :) it was pretty awesome. I had a lot of fun on my vacation. Sure, there was a lot of drama with his mom, and friends and such, but I still had an amazing time with him, which is all that matters!

That was all with my trip with holland. The flight back, was the worst flight I’ve ever been on in my entire life. Not only was the pilot TERRIBLE but I was seated next to Captain Jackass. While I was on the phone with Richard (before the flight took off) he started this shit with “REALLY?” and I was like “What?” and he was like “I don’t want to hear your phone converstaion.” Really? I mean really? Its not like I was being loud because I wasn’t this guy was just being a jackass.

Things once I got home have been pretty calm I guess. Some things have gone wrong, but nothing to really fret over. Richard and I have been together for 11 months though (was on the 4th) yay :) I’m still so amazingly happy to be with him, and after the two of us talked through a bunch of things, I feel so much closer to him.

But alas! that is all. hopefully you will see me blog tomorrow!