I am Surely Unsure of My Reasons for Being Awake.

Right now anyways.
I woke up at 8 ae em today. Why? because I decided that I should be awake in the daytime. My class is at 630. So, I've been bumming around and soon I'm going to go buy a book I need for said class.
An update on the state of things here:
I spent most of sunday under a desk in Kyle's room. It was uncomfortable and scary. Why? Ive been having trouble getting to sleep alone these days (these days meaning since feb. 1). Every chance I get I hop on a train and secretly sleep in Kyle's bed. As usual, we overslept sunday morning. To the point where his whle family was awake. I couldn't get out, so I had to hide until they all left. 5 hours of desk. FIVE HOURS. After his father finally left, I waited for two hours for Kyle to get home from work. Not under the desk, just sitting in his room. About 5 minutes before he got home I got really excited to see him, so when he walked though the door I hugged him for a good 3 minutes.
We are crazy. But we love each other. And not sleeping alone along with getting to greet him when he got home from work was worth all 5 hours.
I got home just in time to catch the tail end of Meg's birthday party. Everybody from the suburbs had left, which was kind of disappointing.
Yesterday I refused to go outside to make up for the inordinate amounts of time spent outside on the weekend.
I'm doing a lot better. And today, Kyle and I are going to see a movie or something with the money my grandmother sent us for valentine's day. The key point here not being the cute but sappy card that came with a magnet, or the money itself, but the fact that it was for US. Everyone in my family is forgetting we aren't married.
(Also! the magnet is on the fridge. it says "Best Granddaughter Ever". My grandmother is adorable.)