So, I really need to write here more often. Alas I fear life has moved somewhat suddenly in unexpected ways. I'm not going to lie, I wanted, hoped, and dreamed about a todd-like situation occuring. I just wasnt expecting it, or that I would get swept away by it.
There are a couple of things I wasnt expecting dreaming or hoping when I thought about this situation.
For one I didnt even have the notion that my first relationship would be a semi long distance one. He lives a half-hour away for crying out loud. Thats by speeding on the freeway on a good day by the way. So I only get to see him once a week. Depressing it most definetly is. But I suppose that perhaps in its way its good for us. Maybe.
I also wasnt expecting to date somebody that was just getting his feet back under him. I had always thought older and probably better off than I. Maybe even getting started in his career you know?
Oh, I spent the weekend down at his place recently. (I was trying to avoid what I had thought would be a fire and brimestone filled one at home, it should have been but apparently wasnt) Anyway, Sunday his sister called and said she was up from down south and had one of his Foutons. She wanted to come over and see him not to mention get rid of the Fouton. He did however ask her if she would be comfortable meeting his boyfriend; aka: me.
Part of me says that I should be kinder in my initial judgment of this particular sister. However, I dont know that I want to or that it would be practical. He asked if she would be comfortable with it and she told him that she'd rather come around when I wasnt around: "You know... I do... *sigh* I do mind actually. I dont want to be rude though and make him leave or whatever... But I'd really rather not have him there."
Ok, honey you've known he is gay for at least a year. Second, you dont want to be rude; but you cant handle meeting someone that is (Hopefully, probably) important to your brother? Tell me how thats not rude and at leas somewhat rejectful.
Honestly, I think she's a bitch....
I would have felt differently if she had been like "I guess I could do that but I dont know if I can handle any touchy feely stuff between you two." Or something to that effect. But flat out refusing to be civil and semi accepting of your brother in the same breath? Gah. I hate Utah some days.
We actually started playing computer games and lost track of time, resulting in his sister showing up at the door just moments before I headed out. What do we do? He takes her back out to her car to get the thing and I sneak out behind them.
I'm not sure how else I'm supposed to feel about her.
Oh, and I got a new computer. I really like it. However, I will never update windows messenger ever again. It caused some serious issues that took like two days of work to fix, and then I had to reinstall all my games; which took like another 9 hours. But other than that its been smooth sailing.
Also, one of the grils form the High school team has asked me to write her a letter of recomendation for sophemore class officer. I told her that she would be better off finding someone else, but she said she couldnt find anyone else to do it. So I'll do that... tommorrow I guess. Oh the twisted and convulted paths that have lead to this mess.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Need a new job, badly.
I really need a new job. If I cant move out soon, well it'll be bad. My parents are driving me crazy. I clean the house before I leave to go to dinner with my cousins, see them when I come home that night and they are cool. However, when I leave to hang out with my cousins (admittedly before they woke up) the next morning, they get cranky. House was still clean, its not like I was shirking my duties, they just dont like me having a life apparently. I was gone all day, true. But I think that if Phileous can disapear for a week, I'm allowed to be out for a weekend. Its not like they arent perfectly capable of doing the kitchen themselves for two days you know?
But, like I said, they dont like me having a life. Much less one where I try to keep them out of it. I dont need them interrogating my friends and generally making things uncomfortable. I put up with it through high school; and according to the deal I made with them, after I graduated I would be free to do what I wanted, as long as it wasnt illegal, didnt get hurt, and was pulling my weight around the house/going to school.
I have graduated, I am the maid service at the house, I'm not dumb enough to do ilegal stuff, and I am in school. So why is it that when all of my responsibilities are taken care of, they still have to ruin things by telling me I cant use the car to go do stuff. Which is, again, perfectly legit?
If anyone knows how I can make my parents live up to their end of the deal please tell me how! Also (The more likely thing) I need a job that will make it so I can move out, even if I have to find some roomates. If anyone knows of someone looking for someone to fill an entry level position, or almost any given aquatics position, please tell me!
But, like I said, they dont like me having a life. Much less one where I try to keep them out of it. I dont need them interrogating my friends and generally making things uncomfortable. I put up with it through high school; and according to the deal I made with them, after I graduated I would be free to do what I wanted, as long as it wasnt illegal, didnt get hurt, and was pulling my weight around the house/going to school.
I have graduated, I am the maid service at the house, I'm not dumb enough to do ilegal stuff, and I am in school. So why is it that when all of my responsibilities are taken care of, they still have to ruin things by telling me I cant use the car to go do stuff. Which is, again, perfectly legit?
If anyone knows how I can make my parents live up to their end of the deal please tell me how! Also (The more likely thing) I need a job that will make it so I can move out, even if I have to find some roomates. If anyone knows of someone looking for someone to fill an entry level position, or almost any given aquatics position, please tell me!
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