Mixed Feelings

I thought things were going to get better for me this quarter, but it kind of seems like one thing gets fixed something else goes wrong. Natasha isn't talking to me anymore, and I don't even know. Every time I've texted her she ignores my message. I've tried talking to her in person, but she keeps avoiding me. I don't know what I did or if I did anything, but either way she's refusing to talk to me. At least Becky is still talking to me probably because Natasha has been ignoring her too. Dennis told me today that she's been having problems with her boyfriend's family and that her boyfriend isn't going to be able to visit like he had planned. I guess she wants to be alone, but she could tell me that instead of flat ignoring me. I just don't get it. 

In other happier news, my dad is coming to visit me next weekend, and I have an interview for the job I applied for. So that's pretty exciting. Also, I learned how to record audio for a concert last week, and sometime this quarter I'm supposed to do it on my own. Overall, this week has been pretty good except Natasha not talking to me. I wish she would say something to me even if it's just leave me alone or I don't want to talk to you, that would be better than absolutely nothing. 

Longest Week Ever

This has been the longest week ever. At least it feels like it. I have to finish a philosophy paper by tomorrow. I'm about halfway done with it. I'm hoping to finish it before orchestra rehearsal tonight. My week has been kind of a disaster though. My UCOR professor still doesn't know what my name is. Yesterday, he called me by my actual name, but then he called me Paige later on in the class. It was super weird. One day when he was taking attendance he said my name wrong, and I didn't know he was saying my name until he was finished with roll. Also when he called on me in class I could tell that he was disappointed with my answer. I don't think he likes me very much, mostly because I don't raise my hand and participate. I do, however, participate when he puts us into small groups which is more I can say for my UFDN class I had last quarter.
Anyways, I decided to start gauging my ears. I'm only go to a size 4 though, so my ears will go back to normal when I take them out. I've always liked gauges ever since I was a kid, but I've never done it myself because my parents wouldn't have let me. Also I'm probably going to get a few tattoos which I know they'd disapprove of too, but, oh well it's my body.
Things are super awkward with Dennis still. He pretty much thinks he has the right to psychoanalyze me without knowing anything about me. He's strangely very possessive of me, and it makes me uncomfortable, but I tried talking to him about it. He didn't really listen to me though, so I gave up. I'm hoping that he stops being so possessive otherwise I don't think I can be friends with him anymore. I called my dad Monday because I was having such a bad day. I told him a little bit about what's going on with Dennis, but not everything or he'd get pretty upset, and wouldn't ever like Dennis at all. Okay well, I've got to get back to homework now.

Friend or Flirt?

It's only been a week and spring quarter is already kicking my ass. I'm too exhausted to actually want to get up in the mornings. 18 credits is harder than I thought especially when of those classes is philosophy. That class practically terrifies me because it's my third class on Monday and Wednesday so my attention span is pretty used up by the time I get there, also our professor likes to randomly call on people, and I don't like that at all. I like to have some mental preparation for talking in class, and I don't have the energy to do that before philosophy every time I have it.
On another note, my dad is considering putting an offer on a house. He sent me the link to it, and it's a pretty nice house. It will be the nicest house anyone has ever owned in my family which really isn't saying much considering that my dad has lived in a crappy two bedroom apartment with three kids, and a double-wide trailer. The nicest house I've lived in is probably the one my mom has now, and the basement floods in the winter. She's done a ton of remodeling since I've lived so it's way better now than when she bought it.
Lately, our friend Dennis has been kind of rude and sassy towards Natasha and me. We don't really know why except that everyone blames it on me because he likes me and I don't like him back. That's not really an excuse to be mean to someone, but apparently it is because I guess I've led him on just because I treat my guy friends the same way I treat my female friends which is supposedly some sort of crime. I hate the fact that our society has wired us to believe that we have act differently around the opposite gender or else your actions can be mistaken to mean something else. I have always been accused of being flirty just because I joke around and enjoy other people's company, BUT it's only considered to be flirty when I interact with a male, not a female. In my opinion, there is something wrong with that picture.