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i am once again in this odd transition phase, scrapbooking and swimming to fill the time.
it's nice being with the boy, but once again reinforcing that i have no idea what's happening come august 16 and i finally start my own life.
i've been living with my father only; my mom has been out of town and, once again, i am annoyed as all hell living under constant supervision and questioning. to make it worse, he has the house alarm set so it beeps every time a door is opened; i feel like i'm under constant lockdown here. i mean shit, i go into the garage to get something from my car, wearing my pajamas after i've been cleaning the house (i.e. not socially presentable at ALL) and he asks me where i'm going. maybe it's because we're both a bit OCD, but it's killing me.
tucson tonight though, hopefully... i am currently waiting for the boy to finish buying his new car - it's past eight already and i'm impatient, i want to see my friends... my dad, brother, almost sister-in-law, and boyfriend don't exactly comprise a full and healthy social life - i haven't been drunk since saturday night. (almost a whole week!!) par-tayyyyy!!
my computer is finally fixed - but all data was lost. i cried. inside and outside. and i sat on our patio, drinking a semi-cold heinekin, watching the gray sky move in from the northeast and the wind build up, preparing myself for thunder, lightning, rain, the violent arizona summer monsoons that somehow both calm and comfort, bring me down from whatever is going on in my life. and, as has been so typical of my life lately, the storm simply... passed. sure, a chair was blown into the pool, the palm trees waved in the wind on the verge of snapping, but no real damage occurred and what violence came was not enough to quell my anger and frustration.
it's nice being with the boy, but once again reinforcing that i have no idea what's happening come august 16 and i finally start my own life.
i've been living with my father only; my mom has been out of town and, once again, i am annoyed as all hell living under constant supervision and questioning. to make it worse, he has the house alarm set so it beeps every time a door is opened; i feel like i'm under constant lockdown here. i mean shit, i go into the garage to get something from my car, wearing my pajamas after i've been cleaning the house (i.e. not socially presentable at ALL) and he asks me where i'm going. maybe it's because we're both a bit OCD, but it's killing me.
tucson tonight though, hopefully... i am currently waiting for the boy to finish buying his new car - it's past eight already and i'm impatient, i want to see my friends... my dad, brother, almost sister-in-law, and boyfriend don't exactly comprise a full and healthy social life - i haven't been drunk since saturday night. (almost a whole week!!) par-tayyyyy!!
my computer is finally fixed - but all data was lost. i cried. inside and outside. and i sat on our patio, drinking a semi-cold heinekin, watching the gray sky move in from the northeast and the wind build up, preparing myself for thunder, lightning, rain, the violent arizona summer monsoons that somehow both calm and comfort, bring me down from whatever is going on in my life. and, as has been so typical of my life lately, the storm simply... passed. sure, a chair was blown into the pool, the palm trees waved in the wind on the verge of snapping, but no real damage occurred and what violence came was not enough to quell my anger and frustration.