So I haven’t told you much about the weekend I spent with Rose when she came to visit (last weekend) and in fact Rose herself has commented that I’ve only made one post about it. Taking a break from my philosophical rants, which is apparently how I’m choosing to run DRR solo in the complete absence of other writers (hint hint, y’all) let’s talk about last weekend!
Rose got here Thursday night because of a long weekend from the Academy. We went out to eat at Qdoba (I have an unhealthy obsession with Qdoba burritos). After that we met my neighbor, Quinn, who is a tea-loving, aggressive, fandom-obsessed engineering student. We all had tea and talked about stuff, and although Rose wasn’t super-talkative (she’s kind of shy around new people usually) we had a nice conversation. We crashed back at my room later that night. (Cuddling is the best, and Rose is an awesome person to cuddle with – even if she does try to steal the blankets and take over the ENTIRE bed.)
The next day was Friday – I have the whole day off, which I think I’ve mentioned before. Anyway, we went to eat with Penn Nerdfighters for dinner at the dining hall; Rose and I baked cookies, which was a lot of fun even if we burned a batch or two, beforehand. I hope she had fun meeting my friends: I think they’re really cool and hilarious, and they like a lot of the same TV shows and ways of thinking that Rose and I have in common. Everyone liked our cookies! We put mint M&Ms in them – Rose became obsessed with these over the weekend and even made me go to the grocery store with her on Sunday so she could buy a bag before she left. It was pretty adorable.
On Saturday, of course, Rose had a mid-weekend crisis and realized that we should actually do something, so we went out and saw the Liberty Bell. It was a beautiful day, as I said before, and something about seeing her so excited (and being so excited myself – it’s the Liberty Bell, after all!) made me really, really happy.
We cooked dinner that night – spaghetti with alfredo – and watched most of the first two Harold and Kumar movies while we cuddled (yay, more cuddling!) on the couch. My roommates gave us some peace and quiet while we napped, watched the movies, and slept. I swear it was the calmest our room has ever been.
Sunday was a slow day – we were both tired and had some work to do, so we lay around writing essays and studying for most of the afternoon. Then we went out for dinner – Indian, which I was a bit nervous about because I have a very low spice tolerance, but I also like to go to places Rose likes instead of just my own little comfort-food bubble.
Fortunately, the food turned out to be fantastic, and Rose was more than happy to help me pick out milder foods for my “white boy” tongue, as she called it. I wound up with lots of chicken things and plenty of naan, and was quite happy and full after the meal. We got to talk about upbringing and stuff over dinner – Rose listed off all the many countries she’s lived in, and I… well, I listened. She’s quiet a lot, and I like to hear her talk, especially when she’s telling a story. If there’s one thing that I will never forget, no matter how long this relationship lasts and no matter what the outcomes are, it’s that the person you date should always appreciate, and be able to tell, a good story.
After that, we returned to American culture wholeheartedly to watch the Broncos… get completely thrashed. Wow. It was really quite a game. The game was horrific the entire way through (except for the Bruno Mars bit, which was pretty good). I think I’ve blocked some parts of the game out of my memory… I don’t even remember most of the first quarter, and I certainly can’t recall anything that happened in the third quarter. Yeah, it was that bad (if you didn’t see it). This Super Bowl was… one to be missed, I guess. No comeback, no edge-of-your-seat tension, just the Seahawks dominating.
We stayed up way too late that night, but I managed to get over to 9am math class the next day and then – very somberly – brought Rose over to the bus home. I hated to see her go. When she’s here, or when I visit the Academy, I feel very steady. I don’t think it’s so much that I feel as if something’s missing when she’s not around. It’s more that, when she is around, everything makes sense. I never feel unsure of myself around her. I always feel confident, comfortable, and happy around her. The world sort of fades to the edges, and I just get to enjoy being with her.
Okay, that’s pretty much the story of the weekend. It was an amazing couple of days… I miss her already.
As always, thanks for reading.