::sigh::
Today was busy, but I had a wonderful night with my beloved. I was so glad to have quality time with him.
Oh yes, Thanksgiving. That didn't go as well as I had wanted. Justin came to dinner with us, but we literally had to eat and run because (he said his mom) was mad that he had gone in the first place. From what I understand, they didnt' have a dinner time until noon ON Thanksgiving. But anyways, it was good that he was there, but when we got to his house, dinner AND dessert were put away, so they didn't even wait for us to get there. It was sooo awkward. I got the same old treatment (pretty much ignored).
Which, of course, resulted in a LONG discussion between Justin and I.
They won't change. I just have to accept that his family refuses to have anything to do with me. Sure, it hurts, but it's either accept it or walk away, and I'm not going to walk away. If I will, now is not that time, and I can't let his family chase me away. I can be bigger than that.
But things between Justin and I are ok. It's hard to explain, but they are. I love him so much. I know some people, some of my friends and family, and ALL of his family, wish we weren't this attached to each other, but I can't help it. I love him. And he loves me. If it's meant to be, we'll get through all this bullshit, right??
Anyways, I had a wonderful time with my beloved. I will see him Monday for about an hour, and then not again for 2 weeks, if not longer. That'll be hard.
I've got mixed feelings about going back to NIU. I'm actually excited for once, because things have changed for me there, and it finally feels like a home away from home. However, I caught wind today of one of my floormates talking shit about one of my floor friends, and it reminded me of how much I feel like I'm living in a preschool, instead of living among future teachers. I don't mean to be "on my high horse" but I just didn't expect college to be this ... dramatic. Maybe next year will be better. I'm so sick of this baby shit. This isn't how I was raised.
But I'll focus on the positive. I've got some homework to do tomorrow. I'll focus on that and everything will be ok. Next weekend will be so much fun, and in a month, I'll be home for Christmas.
Oh yes, Thanksgiving. That didn't go as well as I had wanted. Justin came to dinner with us, but we literally had to eat and run because (he said his mom) was mad that he had gone in the first place. From what I understand, they didnt' have a dinner time until noon ON Thanksgiving. But anyways, it was good that he was there, but when we got to his house, dinner AND dessert were put away, so they didn't even wait for us to get there. It was sooo awkward. I got the same old treatment (pretty much ignored).
Which, of course, resulted in a LONG discussion between Justin and I.
They won't change. I just have to accept that his family refuses to have anything to do with me. Sure, it hurts, but it's either accept it or walk away, and I'm not going to walk away. If I will, now is not that time, and I can't let his family chase me away. I can be bigger than that.
But things between Justin and I are ok. It's hard to explain, but they are. I love him so much. I know some people, some of my friends and family, and ALL of his family, wish we weren't this attached to each other, but I can't help it. I love him. And he loves me. If it's meant to be, we'll get through all this bullshit, right??
Anyways, I had a wonderful time with my beloved. I will see him Monday for about an hour, and then not again for 2 weeks, if not longer. That'll be hard.
I've got mixed feelings about going back to NIU. I'm actually excited for once, because things have changed for me there, and it finally feels like a home away from home. However, I caught wind today of one of my floormates talking shit about one of my floor friends, and it reminded me of how much I feel like I'm living in a preschool, instead of living among future teachers. I don't mean to be "on my high horse" but I just didn't expect college to be this ... dramatic. Maybe next year will be better. I'm so sick of this baby shit. This isn't how I was raised.
But I'll focus on the positive. I've got some homework to do tomorrow. I'll focus on that and everything will be ok. Next weekend will be so much fun, and in a month, I'll be home for Christmas.