Studying since I'm working anyways. It's not so bad when it doesn't feel like I'm cramming the information back into my head. It's more like a subtle review. Hopefully I'll do really well on this final and get some decent sleep before it. Four hours doesn't seem like a lot to some people, but it's good enough for me especially since I slip into a deeper REM cycle than normal from lack of sleep.
Tonight doesn't feel like I'm so exhausted. It's probably because I'm keeping myself hydrated a lot better than I did last night. It's pretty quiet in here so that helps and I can listen to Matt Nathanson which is nice to listen to. He's got a soft and nice voice which is something I need to study properly. [Much as I like my heavy metal, it's only good for studying during the afternoon.]
So pumped that there are only three more days before my navy man comes home. That also means that I have three finals between now and seeing him. At least my last two finals for this week are pretty easy compared to the one I'm studying for now and will be studying for during the weekend. I'm really excited to see him and hope he's just as excited to see me. [And his family, of course.]
I really just want him to pick me up and spin me and give me a big hug. I don't know if that will happen, but I think it would be really awesome if it did. I'd probably be too shy for it but I'm gonna try to be the confident person that I can be. We'll see how well I pull that off.
I kept teasing him today about the corset I bought and how it looks nice on me. He wanted to see but I denied him. Oh well, he has some scandalous pictures to keep him busy. Haha. I love seeing his half-smile. He never fully smiles in pictures, but his half-smile makes me think he could burst into laughter at any minute and it just makes me warm inside. I told him that I loved his smile and he called me a weirdo, but I know he's just as much of a sap as I am.
I know that when he and I get together, the one thing I want to do more than anything is hold his hand so I know that he's really there. There's just something about it that keeps me grounded, makes me feel precious and safe, and makes me smile. It also makes my heart jump a little with the right person.
I'm just getting nervous and self-conscious as the days start lessening between his return home. I know I'm curvy, but I don't like my stomach or big thighs. I know I'm not huge, but I'm also not slender like I used to be so it's a little daunting. However, I know I can work on it even if it takes awhile to really get me started. Changing routine is really difficult to do, after all. I just don't want to get rejected for it like I have been. It was pretty harsh the first time around.
However, I know that I should just have a little more faith in myself. He doesn't have the best body either, but to me, he's a beautiful person. So I hope he sees that with me. And I know that I look really good in a corset and my ruffle skirt with my thigh-highs because I've been complimented multiple times during my Goth/Industrial nights and told that I have a wonderful figure for my clothing of choice. It takes a lot for me to wear a skirt, so it was a real boost during those times.
I guess there was a lot more to write here than I thought, but I guess my mind is just churning over slowly and at it's leisure. I know I put "I hope," a lot but for once I have a lot of it. It's rare for me to hope for things, but this is me hoping for a change. Hoping for a really good change. Lately, there has been a lot of stressful and different changes, but I've gotten through them. Now it's time to look towards having a better future to myself. To just being true to myself and not having restrictions or conditions.
I think I could be happy with him. Maybe it will happen and maybe it won't. As much as I want to stop searching for that one to last a lifetime, I can't think that this is all I have - just hopes and wishes. One day I'll have the one dream I've held for a long time - to be accepted by someone and spend my life with them. Perhaps he is that guy. Perhaps he's just another chapter in my book of love and loss. We'll just have to wait and see.
And since I'm at work, I'll just keep on studying and focusing on this final. Eventually I'll be able to sleep and I think it will be with pleasant thoughts on my mind of a tattooed naval officer who makes my heart beat just a little bit faster when I see his name on the screen of my cellphone.