I got to be the Easter bunny today! I got to hide Easter eggs, with my grandma, for my little cousins. It was fun. One of my cousins (age 8) found out that the Easter bunny wasn't real the night before though. The other, younger one still believed.
Unless my husband is Christian, I doubt I'll have Easter celebrations for my kids, I'll have them do fun pagan holidays instead. Christmas is a lot of fun. I know my parents would put on Christmas for my kids every once in a while, so they won't have to miss out on that fun, but I think we'll celebrate it like we would celebrate Gandhi's birthday, or MLK day- but with presents, lol.

So this has been a crazy week. I'm still trying to process it all. I haven't had much homework, which is awesome. I've had more time to hang out and talk to people.
Today was really wild. I talked to one of my acquaintances at lunch today. He hinted that I had a crush on him. Which is funny to be told that. I thought about it when I got home and I knew I was amused by him but I didn't think I had a crush on him. Then he and my friend came by my room in between my classes. He talked a lot about his "psychic abilities". Which I think he's going off body language mostly. He was wrong on occasion but frighteningly right on some things. It was weird to have someone say so many things that were what I wanted to hear. It might be an act though, I don't know. After my class, I sat with him at dinner. He kept talking in riddles and code and about his psychic feelings. I ignored him most of dinner, yet still ease-dropped (to be honest, lol). He told his friend that I was avoiding him and scared to open up to him and that if I would follow my heart and not be scared, then I would like him and be paying attention to him and not my other friends. It was true I was avoiding him, and I'm not opening up, but I really don't know him. I think he's interesting, but I've only talked to him four times (three being today). He assumes a lot of things about me which he thinks has to be true because of the whole psychic thing. I told him he was wrong and he swore he was right about what I was thinking. That kind of freak me out a little bit. He seems like a kind of guy that you'd have to watch and see if he's really a good guy or not. I'm thinking he might be trouble. There are more respectable guys I like and the school year is almost over anyway. I think I'll become friends with him but not more. He did say he would be my "relationship band aid". That is interesting but probably not something I should have.

Also, one of my best friends told me that everything she's ever told me was a lie and that her entire personality was a persona she was trying out. She told me that she was annoyed with everyone in the world, which includes me. She told me that she was tired of talking about herself and was mad that I was trying to help her with issues that she told me she had but that she really didn't have. She told me that she was sick of giving me advice (but I stopped telling her my problems long ago because she always gave advice when I didn’t want her to and she would turn it into a huge psychological analysis, and she gave really bad advice too). I thought that I didn't want to be her friend because she was bringing me down in this depressing cycle of complaining and hating people and not having any fun together. She told me that even though she pretended to be bitter and angry, that she really wasn't. She told me that she kept bringing it up because it seemed interesting. She told me that she became Vice President of my club even though she knows nothing about feminism and doesn't like the club either. I have no idea who she is!!! I don't know what to say to her any more. I want to be friends still, but I don't know when she's lying or when she's mad and not saying what's wrong. She yelled at me for some things that were true about me, which I was glad she told me, because now I can change those things. But the other things, I feel horrible about, but I can't do anything about them because they were either ridiculous requests (she told me that a head bob hello in the hallway made her feel bad about herself and like we weren't real friends) or they are her own issues (She was pretending to be someone else and repress all of her feelings). I don't know how to take her complaints. I feel horrible and it was a blow to my self esteem a bit, but at least I can work on it. But I don't know if I need to change certain things about myself since some of the things were ridiculous and obviously about her and not me. (I thought she could be themselves around me, the person she said she really was sounded cool, and she said that she has been acting like a different person around everyone she knows- it wasn't just me).

I’m really confused now, but I think that’ll go away. At least it’s been an interesting, entertaining week.

For a while now, I've been having those dreams about me making out with people I like and then before, during, or after sex they decide that they don't like me anymore and push me off of the bed, couch, etc. Last night I finally had a less depressing "romantic dream". I dreamed that I was making out with someone I liked and we were going to have sex, he left for a minute to go get ready. While he was gone, my six roommates and their friends came into my room and wouldn't leave. The guy I liked when into another's girl's room to wait for me to deal with my roommates. I was worried about him leaving me for her, so I asked him to come back. We thought that we wouldn't be able to get together (relationship and physically) because of all the people preventing us from getting into my room. So we went to his room. He kicked out his roommate and his roommate’s one friend without too much trouble. Then he and I had a peaceful room to hangout in and fool around, and get closer to each other in an emotional/relationship way. That's so much like real life. The roommates are like my defense mechanism. They're comforting when they don't get in the way, but they make it extremely hard for me to get close to letting anyone into my life (room). And the guy in the dream doesn't have as many defenses in real life, and like the dream, he is able to get rid of them enough for him to get close to someone. I’m glad I had that dream, it made a lot of good points I should think about.

Spring break has been pretty good so far. I had a pleasant drive home (Sean was good company for the trip).

I went to a cd store with my brother on Saturday. Then I got a bunch of dvds at the library. I recommend the French film "He Loves Me, He loves Me Not". It's more creepy than scary, not too disturbing, and very entertaining.

I checked out some cds and books at the library on Sunday. I might have some recommendations for those soon.

I got to make dinner tonight for my mom's birthday (in a few days). I made us omelets with spinach, tomato, mushroom, onion, avocado, and cheese. And a fruit bowl with papaya, strawberries, bananas, and pineapple. :-)

This week I did a lot of work for Feminist Club. I made little gift bags that were "Feminist First Aide Kits". They had candies, a rubber band, a magnet with a famous feminist on it, silly putty, etc. All the things had symbolic meaning. I hope everyone got something out of it, I put a lot of work and money into them.
The weekend was fun. Joel, Jacob, Justin, Chris, Mathew, Bob, Tia, Uki, etc. had an early St. Patrick’s Day party on Friday. I didn't stay very late. I left when it was just Jacob, Justin, and some girls I didn't know were hanging out. (they probably wanted privacy anyway, lol).
Saturday was fun too. I got to see Jason, Cameo, Cassidy, and Jeremy. They made the party a lot more fun. I'm glad I got to talk to Cameo about guy stuff, you have a good point of view. I think that maybe my bitter and anger toward guys might be a little too much, but the caution is a very good thing.
On Thursday I dreamed that I randomly fooled around with one of Justin's friends. Then on Friday, I dreamed that I met the person I dreamed about, but I didn't care that I just met my "dream boy" and I left him at a party. Then last night, I dreamed that I was older and I "inherited" two teenage sons, a baby, and a dog. Then a guy I was dating in the dream asked me to marry him and told me that he wanted to be apart of my family. I don't know where that dream came from, I usually have very dysfunctional relationship dreams.
Today, I think I'll do lots of homework and maybe watch one of the movies I rented from the library.