So. . .

Oct 11, 2005 21:02


I haven't written in my LJ for a long while, I apologize. I got a job working weekends at a coffee shop, and it's taken up a lot of my energy; along with school also. All of the university application processes have started to move along, and everyone is grafting. It's so hard, trying to balance everything, but it's even harder when you have to try and convince someone who is quite obviously set-against university, and quite frankly, life in general; to go to university, and enjoy it. I mean Rikard, obviously.

I'm almost at the end of my tether with trying to help with this issue. The only reason I can focus and get everything done, is just to put a damn smile on my face and get on with it. I don't see the point in sitting on my arse, and whining about how bleak the future looks. The future looks like freedom to me, and I can't wait. I'm doing my best to bite my tongue, and help this situation; but all I get is 'you're smarter than me', or 'you're being aggressive and putting me down'.

If university is this much of a problem for him, how will he ever be able to immigrate here, in the bigger picture? I worry about our future for this very reason, and it undermines everything that I'm waiting and working for. It hurts. As much as I always try to be optimistic and easy-breezy (as my personality tends), my patience has been slowly wearing away after the course of the past few months. It's hard to keep your cool when you're grafting for a relationship, when the other person is so pessimistic about the future.

So, someone tell me, what is the point?
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