Forget the Fancy Titles, I Love You.

So, not much has happened between now and firday. I was stuck in with my sister on friday, saturday I was forced to bring jimmy and lucy to the beach, and tonight, i went ot dinner with my dad.

Yesterday on the beach, It was just Brit and I, we left Jimmy behind because of his air cast, so Brit and I went and got lost. We forgot our phones, so we had no clocks and we were unreachable. We watched the sunset, held eachother, walked under the stars, and were able, once more, to have one of our infamous openly honest conversations.

Tonight, I spent time with my dad and then spent time with Brit. Tonight was very fun.

I'll be wrapped around your finger

So I have decided that I'm not to good at this boyfriend thing. I am terribly repetive. For instance, Brit is very sick, with a sinus infection, and I know i gave it to her. So today I came by and I dropped off more chicken soup and cough drops. So yeah, I'm a loser.

Just Like Starting Over

HOLY SHIT!!! Scott VW just did the big 40,000 mile check-up/engine clean-up and they flushed everything, replaced all the filters, replaced all the seals, topped of the brake and power steering fluid, and rotated my tires. My car is driving like it's brand fucking new. This is almost as exciting as hanging out with my girfriend. HEY! I'll be hangin out with Brit in about two hours when she gets off of work! Today is awsome.

How did I get so lucky?

So tonight I went ot the mixer at my school, even though I hate them so much. I went for three reasons: one, my friends have been begging me to go all week, two, my sister needed a ride for her and her friends, and three, brit wanted to go.

So I woke up this morning, went ot school, and got a temporary ID. I went ot the dance, and I'm a horrible dancer, so Brit and I just ended up hanging out on the side, being close to eachother. When we're together, it's almost like nothing else matters. everyone else had drama filled nights with crying and retarded stories, but Brit and I just sat and enjoyed eachothers company. It was great. It was like everything else around us just didn't matter and the whole week prior had just dissapeared because for that two hours we had an excuse to just sit and hold eachother.

I'll cross the sky for your love, for I have promised, this love will last forever

So today I stood out sick....... again. It's really getting to be a pain in the ass because today my mom made run a ton of errands, but when she got home she let me sleep. I really am starting to feel better though. I went to see a doctor today, and he told me I have a NASTY virus. But he does think that it's subsiding. He also told me that if I don't feel well, then don't go to school. Sit in and get better. But I think I need to try to go to school tomarrow. My mom called and got my assignments, and it looks like I have a shitload of work I need to turn in.

Brit feels bad becuase I keep "going out of my way for her." And I really don't, I'm already in Providence, so it's not a big deal to pick her up. She's feeling much better, and I seemed to be getting worse and worse until this morning. But she feels bad that I keep picking her up, and bringing her chicken soup, and it's really no big deal. I don't mind doing it at all. I do it because I want to and because I love her, not because I'm obligated. It's not like I'm dragging my feet and saying "what the hell?!?! I have to pick HER up again?" NO. It's much different. I'm much happier and appriciative to be able to see her during the week. This stupid no seeing eachother during the week rule sucks. But according to Brit, her mother is thinking about lifting the rule, which is "freakin' sweet." (I'm from RI, I had to use the Peter Griffin line). I love Brit a lot, and I hate having to make up stupid excuses like "I need to fix the surround sound," to see her during the week.

She also feels like she's giving nothing back when I "go out of my way for her." I think she's giving quite enough back. Being my girlfriend is a tough job. I'm an asshole. She's gorgeous, and she makes me very happy so I think she's has given back quite enough. Don't you? She's a really great person who likes to help people, and I imagine that me helping her when I'm sick makes her feel very helpless, which could quite possibly why she feels so bad. Brit works to hard. That's on of her flaws. She thinks that she is lazy when she really works harder than most of the people I know. It's one of those self-confidence issues that her mother has bent out of proportion when she was little, and now she has a very bent view on those aspects of life. So far, I have been very unsuccesful in bending those veiws back to "the norm," but I'm going to keep trying because she doesn't deserve half the crap she has to put up with.

Two Hearts Beat as One

So today I stood out sick... again. But Brit is also sick, and she chose to go to school and kill herself instead. On my way into the office, I picked brit up and brought her some DayQuil and some Halls Strawberry cough drops, so she could get through thte rest of her day with surpressed symptoms. I dropped her off at work, and I felt horrible because neither of us are sure about which one of us was sick first. So after I got home, I noticed that we were all out of the NyQuil and DayQuil here at my house, so I made my way to my local Brooks Pharmacy. While I was there, I got this ingenious idea: I would take a can of chicken soup with a bow on it and card, and throw them in a bag for Brit. Since thier surround sound needed to be fixed, I would drop by and attempt to fix the RCA system as cover for being there. I dropped the bag on the steps, told the dog not to eat it, and went down to fix the RCA. Brit obviously knew that the bag was for her, so she opened it up, saw what I had to give her, and called me a dork, as per usual. I love her a lot, that's why I would go out of my way to bring her chicken soup any day.

While my guitar gently weeps

So today I was out sick. When my mother came home this afternoon she noticed that I was feeling better, so she asked me to run a couple of errands. Before I left, my sister's cat 6 cable kicked the bucket. So, I decided to go to bald hill road to complete my errands, stop at comp usa, and hit up guitar center, being the avid musician I am. I broke my old Dunlop Original Cry Baby about seven months ago (my fat ass feel on it), and i never replaced it. So today when i was at guitar center, the guy showed me that the cry baby classic was about 102934908409287 times better than the original for 30 dollars because it had the Italian made Fasel inductor and reverse polarity wah switch, instead of the japanese dunlop brand, which makes a huge difference in tone. Over the solid state amo you could here the difference, but once i got it home and hooked it up to my traynor, i was in heaven. It's got such a lush wah tone, that is so so sweet. It almost made me cry.

I didn't feel well last night, and i didnt feel good at al this morning, and i feel a little better now. My awsum girlfriend, recognizing this, has bombarded me with attention and emails since the begining of my ailment, but now she is becoming sick too. She seems to want to point the finger at her friend lucy, who was in my car twice this weekend and sick. I think it was my sister who passed it on to me, but never-the-less, we are both sick now.

I would once more like to explain how great Brit is. We were on that beach saturday night, and as we're walking along the coast line she once more reassured that she would be there for me forever. It's very comforting knowing that I will always have someone who loves me when i need them. I don't know why she wants to stick around, because i'm really not that special, but I'm not going to complain. I couldn't have choosen a better person to spend forever with. I dont know what i did to deserve her, but karma totally paid off. I'm completely in love with her, and i wouldnt have it any other way. For once, i can just love and trust some one without worry.

Sliding Away

So last night I went to Newport with the most beautiful girl in the world, Brittany Bert. We parked in the free section of second beach and walked. Yes, that's right, we walked the coastline until the sun went down. Well, truth be told, it was pretty much down when we got there. We caught the last few seconds of sunset and then settled for a moonlit walk along the water. Then Brit gets the brilliant idea that she wants a piggy back ride and drags us both in the water. We walked along the water some more, sandy, cold, and wet, and just hang out, the two of us. It was awsome. It was one of the best nights in recent memories. I wouldn't trade Brit for anyother woman in the world. I love her and she loves me back. It's awsome. It's an unexplainable love. I've had two months to find the words, and I'm still speachless. I love you Brit.

If you want a show, then just let me know, and I'll sing in your ear again.

So today I took some time to go to a meeting for the R.I.B.S. after school, and when I was done with that, I picked up Brit and took her to work. We've both had a really long week long week, and the whole "no visitors during the week rule," is really starting to be a pain in the ass. There are those days when I just want to get out of work and spend the early evening lying around, hanging out with eachother. That's deffinately one of the best aspects of our relationship. We both could just have a blast seeing each other for three hours. She's really great, but I'm sure you internet readers get quite tired of me braggin about her. But she deffinately deserves the credit. She deals with me, the asshole surpreme. Brit is always there for me, and I can't seem to figure out why she enjoys hanging around so much, even when I'm beyond angry and yell and scream and make her cry... I've done that twice and feel like an ass.

So I hung out with Justin and Jon tonight, and we went to the ColdStone in EG. We watched Nick Coccio, Kyle D, and Sean Patrick rap the Coldstone version of Candyshop. I was on my ass laughing. Mad props to Kyle's family for opening the Coldstone, and Mad props to Nick Coccio for making the best Caremel ice cream thing ever.

I don't know, I don't care, all I know is you can take me there

So I have come to the conclusion that I have the best girlfirend on the planet. The other day I pulled an asshole move which entitled me to drive off in an angry rage. Looking back i don't know what we were fighting over, but I remembered as I was speeding away that it was something stupid. I turned around and went back to see Brit. You could see that she had been crying. I went over, myself almost crying, sincerly appologized, and then we went to a PawSox game. We also stayed to watch the fireworks after. I guess now you could say that, litterally, we saw fireworks when we kissed! I think it's actually kind of halarious. Brit calls me a dork, and I'm starting to believe she is right in that aspect.

I think the reason that this whole situation keeps bothering me is because it was the first time in about two months where I hadn't thought of how my actions may affected Brit and I. I was really an asshole and I'm looking for some form of venting that is going to get me to feel better about what I've done. But I still really, really feel like a big fat asshole.

But some good did come of all of it. Brit and I made this cool discovery that no matter how bad we fight, the three times we actually have, we always some out on top and up until this tme, unphased by it.

The cool thing about Brit and the relationship I have with her is that there is a lot of love and honesty in it, more so than any other one I have been in. We feel like we could just open up to eachother when we need too, which is an awsum bonus in a relationship. I trust her more than I have trusted any one person in my life. I love her very much, and I don't think it's ever going to change. And, truthfully, I don't ever want it to.

Just as an example, I'm going to post some of the very specific quotes that may have lead me to these conclusions:
"I'm completely in love with you. theres no where i would rather be than in your arms. i want you there for all the things that lifes bound to throw at me and i want to be there for all the things life throws at you. i want us to be something permenant."

-Brit, today, 9:33pm

"I think that can be arranged but only because I love you."

-Pat, today, 9:34pm

"awsome
if that can be arranged i think i will be forever be the happiest and luckiest girl alive

i love you"

-Brit, today, 9:37

She's probably going to be very pissed that I posted all of this, but i love her very much, and I'm very glad that we're on the same page.
I will love you always and forever, Brit. I promise.