I'm lying just to keep you here.
Yes I realize me posting this late at night or early in the morning (depending on how you look at it)makes me look like a really big nerd but fuck it whatever I don't care.
I went to the movies tonight with Steph and Nessa. We saw Saw. It was a good movie, it had a twist at the end. Some parts were scary and other were funny (might have been because of the people who were sitting around us but none-the-less funny). Steph got up to throw-up like a million times...hope she feels better. After the movie was done we left right away.
My dad called me when I got home to tell me that he's getting married. He's apparently been seeing her for 4 or 5 years now, which is kinda funny because only about 2 or 3 months ago did he ask if I would mind if he started seeing someone.What exactly would he have done if I'd said no? -the low down on her- She's exactly like my Nana(dad's mom.)she dresses like her and all that shit it's kinda weird, she has a condo and a house outside of Brampton, she works with my dad, likes the same music as my dad, seems generally nice but boring and indescribable sort of feeling. Since she has a condo and a house outside of Brampton(where my dad is more then he's at his house) he's probably going to end up selling the house that I used to live in. The one I had to give up when they got divorced. He better sell it back to my mom for what he got it for or lose he's only daughter, completely his choice. It doesn't really bother me that he's marrying her, it's more or less the fact that he's getting married. Ever since my parents got divorced there's always been that gleam of hope that maybe someday they'd get back together and live happily ever after just like it seemed when we first bought that house. But now that my dad's actually proposed to somebody(huge thing for him) it doesn't seem as likely and that gleam of hope is now a faded light. Maybe it seems stupid to hate my own flesh and blood for selling the house that I used to live in but i don't know I guess it symbolizes something for me. I wanna see what my Aunt and Poppa(dad's dad.)have to say. My Poppa loved my mom(as a daughter-in-law obviously).
This only makes me want to find my true love even more (yeah shut up I'm a hopeless romantic, so what). Maybe then I can avoid getting divorced and putting my kids through this and myself all over again. Can only imagine the hell my mom is going through. Marry for love not for anything else and marry the one not the one for right now.
I went to the movies tonight with Steph and Nessa. We saw Saw. It was a good movie, it had a twist at the end. Some parts were scary and other were funny (might have been because of the people who were sitting around us but none-the-less funny). Steph got up to throw-up like a million times...hope she feels better. After the movie was done we left right away.
My dad called me when I got home to tell me that he's getting married. He's apparently been seeing her for 4 or 5 years now, which is kinda funny because only about 2 or 3 months ago did he ask if I would mind if he started seeing someone.What exactly would he have done if I'd said no? -the low down on her- She's exactly like my Nana(dad's mom.)she dresses like her and all that shit it's kinda weird, she has a condo and a house outside of Brampton, she works with my dad, likes the same music as my dad, seems generally nice but boring and indescribable sort of feeling. Since she has a condo and a house outside of Brampton(where my dad is more then he's at his house) he's probably going to end up selling the house that I used to live in. The one I had to give up when they got divorced. He better sell it back to my mom for what he got it for or lose he's only daughter, completely his choice. It doesn't really bother me that he's marrying her, it's more or less the fact that he's getting married. Ever since my parents got divorced there's always been that gleam of hope that maybe someday they'd get back together and live happily ever after just like it seemed when we first bought that house. But now that my dad's actually proposed to somebody(huge thing for him) it doesn't seem as likely and that gleam of hope is now a faded light. Maybe it seems stupid to hate my own flesh and blood for selling the house that I used to live in but i don't know I guess it symbolizes something for me. I wanna see what my Aunt and Poppa(dad's dad.)have to say. My Poppa loved my mom(as a daughter-in-law obviously).
This only makes me want to find my true love even more (yeah shut up I'm a hopeless romantic, so what). Maybe then I can avoid getting divorced and putting my kids through this and myself all over again. Can only imagine the hell my mom is going through. Marry for love not for anything else and marry the one not the one for right now.