Busy

I haven't been this busy since my undergrad. Or maybe since I watched the Connolly's. I have one last week of classes and then my first two are done. I'm increasingly nervous about getting good grades, which is silly because I know I'll be ok. I have two more classes of Behavior Management and three more of research methods. I hate research methods. It doesn't help that the book I ordered May 10th still hasn't arrived and classes are finishing. I have an impact of special needs class starting on the 29th but it is only Tuesdays and Thursdays which will be a relief after having Mon-Thursday for the past two months.

I've been seeing a lot of J lately. Like, every other day. He's working in Wellesley too so he has been staying over a couple of times during the week. I'm really starting to like this one which is scary. He's exactly what I didn't want. Another musician with big dreams and little reality. Plus, at 22 years old I'm sure he has a lot of growing to do. I know I'm only a two years and a month older but after everything I've been through I'm weary of dating.

He tried to talk to me last night and I completely shut him down. I told him I have a little crush on him, and he said "I've been meaning to ask you about that." I quickly responded "don't worry about it" and rolled over away from him. I'm still not quite sure what the hell I'm doing right now but I think I'm going to just roll with it.