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May 20, 2007 00:30

I went home Wed. night and came back today. It was a nice little break from life. Well, besides having to wake up early every day.

After getting home today i checked the mail to find a lovely "Delinquent Violation Notice" from Ann Arbor. Apparently on April 17,2007 at 1:35pm I was parked on some street in Ann Arbor and my meter expired. Too bad I have no fucking clue where the street they are talking about is and that the only meter I've parked at in the last month is when I had dinner at Mongolian BBQ for Bill's birthday. This meter was however located in Dearborn not Ann Arbor. Plus I looked up the Street and I wouldn't go to whatever things are located on said street and there is probably a good chance its all parallel parking and I CAN'T parallel park.

Fucking Ann Arbor idiots.

Now I get to spend my Tuesday morning at some Referee Session to deny this ticket.

On top of it all I'm stressed because I'm not sure I'm really going to have a place to live come August 20th. Not sure all of you know but Kent and I have planned to move in together but it seems that his parents are trying EVERYTHING to keep Kent at home with them. Apparently they enjoy having their 24 year old son living off them and want him to do it FOREVER. They basically would rather I move in with them or get fucked over and have to move back North. Kent says they like me I think he's wrong. I'm sure they'd rather see me out of the picture so they can have him all to themselves. Goodness forbid he live his own life. Who would ever want to do that???

Even if Kent and I do get the chance to move in together I'm afraid they'll be trying to control everything that happens. I can't handle that. My own parents have never tried controlling my life...

I love Kent and I want to be with him but I can't handle feeling like someone else is controlling my future. I want to do what I want not what others want for me. If that was the case I would have never moved down here in the first place. This leads into me feeling like maybe I'm not good enough for him. Things work differently in my family...It isn't so "high class" or "Fancy"?? I'm not sure those are the terms I want but that's what I'm sticking with for now. I didn't grow up with catered events and holidays. There is only one thing that has been more uncomfortable for me then sitting in a Country Club with my boyfriend and his parents on Thanksgiving (If you want to know what that one thing is you'll have to ask Kent). Seriously, I'd rather go to the gyno for an exam...

Exams don't even stress me out this much...
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