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i got home this morning at 5 am. i had been on a train from 1 o'clock until 4:30 am.
let me explain to you my weekend.
Wesley told me on Thursday that he was getting an overnight pass for the weekend. he started talking about how he wanted me to come down to Fayetteville and stay with him, but i didn't think that i was actually going to do that. i tried to convince him to come up here, but he didn't want to do that because his train might get delayed or something.. i don't know. he bought my tickets ($130) and i left Richmond at 10 am on Saturday. i was at the Main Street station for an hour before my train came, and then it was 20 minutes late. after getting on that train (which was going to ANOTHER station in Richmond that i could have just driven to) i almost missed where i was supposed to get off. i went into the Staples Mill station, which smelled like pee and vinegar, and picked up my tickets at the ticket counter. then i sat in the station for another hour. finally, i got on the train at about 12, and started my journey to Fayetteville.
the car that i was on was completely full.. with loud obnoxious black people. i'm not racist. i sat next to a really sweet black lady who was from Fayetteville and was in Massachusetts visiting her husband that she just got married to a year ago. we talked for most of the ride to North Carolina, but i tried to listen to my ipod and go to sleep. it didn't really work out.
finally at about 3:45 or 4, i got off the train. i called Wesley, to tell him that i was there. him and his dad and his "battle buddy" - Michel - were coming to pick me up. it took them about 20 minutes.
Wesley walked through the door around 4:30 and i remembered why i'd gone through so much trouble to get there. i love the shit out of him. we all got into his dad's car and checked into the hotel. the hotel room ($130) that Wesley bought was a king suite. it had a kitchen with a counter and a microwave and a table, a living room with a sofa and a T.V., a HUGE king size bed and a huge tub with jets in it. i didn't know why he got a room like that.. well actually i do, but yeah.
that night was basically a lot of alcohol and hanging out. it was a pretty gay experience because all of the guys are so used to just being around guys and not around girls. i was the only idiot who decided to come down for the weekend. oh well.
the next morning i was so lazy that i laid in bed until 11:30. then i got up, and Wesley didn't call the taxi to come get me to take me back to the train station until 12. my train left at 1:16. the taxi got stuck in traffic, and thus i got stuck in Fayetteville until 10:00 pm. Wesley had to go back to the barracks at 5, so he had to get another hotel room for me ($80). i had to be there for 5 hours by myself. it was awful. before he left he gave me enough money for two cab rides, and any emergencies that i might have ($120). talk about a good boyfriend..
i've never had a better weekend than that one. it made me realize how much i want to be with Wesley all of the time. it was probably the hardest thing that i've ever had to do to say bye to him. when 5 o'clock came around it was the hardest moment that i've had in forever. i didn't ever want Wesley to leave, and it's the first time since August that he's actually left me instead of me leaving him. he'd walk towards the door, but turn around ever 5 seconds and look at me. i cried for about 2 hours after that, in between having major anxiety attacks. i was in some different city, by myself, having to catch a taxi and a train on time so that i'm not stuck in North Carolina for any longer. it was really really really depressing. i wanted to die.
once i got on the train, it didn't take that long at all. i slept for most of the ride, and got into Staples Mill at around 4:30 am. i got some guy who worked for Amtrak to call me a taxi, and i got back to the dorms this morning at 5 am. i passed out. i missed class this morning. i'm depressed, exhausted, and i want to be able to talk to my boyfriend. i'm also a little buzzed, and i have the spins. i guess that makes me feel a little better, and it'll make me go to sleep easier. thank god for southern comfort.
TOTAL COST OF TRIP: $330.00
i just hope his mom doesn't find out.