On Wednesday, October 19th, via Twitter, I guaranteed 2 blog posts for that day.
...about that...
I feel like I have failed to keep up my end of the deal. I write funny, witty, giggle-inducing blog posts with the occasional serious post, and you uphold your end of the bargain by LOLing, ROFLing, and Ling your AO. But with the lack of blog posts. You have gone without these things. I say BLASPHEMY!
Finally I found the time to write a new post. I've been busy with school and work on the days so I've had a really hard time finding time to sit down and write a blog post.
I'll start out with this. I listen to all kinds of music. Judge me as much as you want. Superbass by Nicki Minaj? Who doesn't like that song. OutKast? Remember them? Was listening to Roses and The Way You Move earlier. *NSYNC? It was only my entire childhood, no big deal. I heard Space Cowboys last night so I HAD to look it up on YouTube today. I felt obligated, you know, to listen to it for the inner 90s kid in me.
So I found this tweet on Twitter (shameless plug: follow me on Twitter @NickGarrity) and I saw this tweet. I quote: "#TheresNoWayInHell people are in love after a few months of dating..cut the shit, you don't even know what love is" Yeah, about that. It took me 11 days of knowing Allie to know that I was madly in love with her. 11 days. I knew on July 1st, 2010. I even know what time of day, where I was, and what I was doing when I realized I was in love with her.
I was at her house, we had been going out for 3 days, and as I was leaving her house, she walked me to my car, we kissed and said goodbye after a great night of spending time with each other, laughing, talking, watching TV and just hanging out. As she said bye and walked away from my car. I opened the door, sat in the drivers seat and said to myself "I'm in love with this girl."
11 days. I knew her for 8 days before we started going out. So, yeah. I know what love is. I was going to say it hasn't changed since then but it has. It's gotten more powerful. I've grown more in love with her since July 1st, 2010, around 10pm that night.
I posted a shortened status about this on Facebook: "So I saw a tweet that said, and I quote: '#TheresNoWayInHell people are in love after a few months of dating..cut the shit, you don't even know what love is' I knew after 11 days of knowing her. So...yeah."
17 people liked it. I got comments like "so cute." and "D'AWWWWWWWW" which always makes me happy that Allie and I are a cute couple not one of those gross couples that are mushy gushy 24/7 (with the exception of the novel I just wrote about her above) but then I get this one comment from my project partner in my Bio class about when we need to meet up for our project and that it's due on the 31st.
Why not post this on my wall instead of being extremely irrelevant to my status and say it there? My friends Justin and Ryan were laughing their asses off when they saw that comment. Justin commented "Yo dawg you hungry?" and Kris wrote "BROski" just to be random and write something completely off topic. Love my friends!
So in more exciting news I was almost hit by a car a few days ago. Some old lady who was talking on her phone and wasn't paying attention to the road tried to drive through the crosswalk as I was walking through it. I was two inches away from getting hit by her mini van. So I did what any person would do and I screamed many obscenities at her. After that I was really shaken up, honestly. I sat down and had to catch my breath and calm down because I was literally shaking after it.
I went on Facebook and Twitter and posted a status about how she was a crazy bitch who needs to get off her fucking phone before she fucking kills someone. I meant that in the most polite way possible. I got many likes and a few retweets. Got into this huge 26-comment conversation about it and other things. Then I get a text from my mom saying that I need to take the status down because I was swearing and there are kids on Facebook (I'm friends with one 'kid' and she's in high school...) No one swears like that in my family apparently and I'm an embarrassment because of it. I embarrassed my family by posting about how I almost got hit by a big car going almost 30 mph through a crosswalk. Makes sense. So I deleted it. Gotta pick your battles I guess.
I have many more things to talk about that I'll write in my blog tomorrow/technically today during Criminal Justice.
See you tomorrow night!
As Kris calls me,
-Nicky Nickelson
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