Steriotypical
Hey everyone. As promised, I shall now (for those of you whom I haven't already told) explain the situation with Montana, aka, the Girl at Work.
So, we went out of Sunday, and I think it went quite well, despite a few setbacks. So, I drive her home (shirtless, thanks to that "Pidittle" game [I was shirtless, not her. Though she does still owe me one piece of clothing]) and drop her off at 10:40 PM after we talked in my car for about 15 minutes in her driveway. So, as I'm driving home, not 10 minutes after I leave, she calls me and says, "Jeff, we have a problem. Actually, it's kind of a big problem. My dad says that if I want to keep seeing you, I have to find another job." I then told her not to worry about it, and we'd figure something out the next day. So, I basically told her that I'm not worth losing the job over. If she keeps the job, then we can still see each other, even if it is only as friends, whereas if she quits, then I'll be able to see her maybe once or twice a week, and only until I leave for college. So I think we're leaving the relationship somewhere a little higher up than "Just Friends," but not nearly at "Significant Other."
On a related note, her ex-boyfriend's mother just died, so I'm now leaving my cell phone on 24/7, and keeping it with me constantly, just in case she needs to talk at 2 in the morning (which she has done to me, but my phone was off. Don't worry, it wasn't about anything serious. I think her and her friend we just pretending to be in the middle of inappropriate things and calling me at the same time.) So, that's that.
On another note, again, for those of you who don't already know, I am currently teaching myself to play the guitar. Boy, won't I just be the steriotypical college boy? Sitting under a tree, long wavy hair, playing a guitar, and studying biology. It's all Green Day's fault to. That "Good Ridance" song is what did it. I get all nostalgic everytime I hear it, and for some reason that makes me want to play it. I guess I just don't want to let go., because I know that once I leave, that's it. There's no coming back. I'm probably never going to see half the people I know ever again. Once this summer ends, it's all over, so I'm grabbing for something that I know I can hold on to.
Well, I've said my piece. Didn't mean for this to turn into an emo rant/post, but whatcha going to do? And to all of my friends, those I will see, and those I will never see again, it's been great. I wouldn't have traded these last four years for anything in the world. I hope you had the time of your life.
So, we went out of Sunday, and I think it went quite well, despite a few setbacks. So, I drive her home (shirtless, thanks to that "Pidittle" game [I was shirtless, not her. Though she does still owe me one piece of clothing]) and drop her off at 10:40 PM after we talked in my car for about 15 minutes in her driveway. So, as I'm driving home, not 10 minutes after I leave, she calls me and says, "Jeff, we have a problem. Actually, it's kind of a big problem. My dad says that if I want to keep seeing you, I have to find another job." I then told her not to worry about it, and we'd figure something out the next day. So, I basically told her that I'm not worth losing the job over. If she keeps the job, then we can still see each other, even if it is only as friends, whereas if she quits, then I'll be able to see her maybe once or twice a week, and only until I leave for college. So I think we're leaving the relationship somewhere a little higher up than "Just Friends," but not nearly at "Significant Other."
On a related note, her ex-boyfriend's mother just died, so I'm now leaving my cell phone on 24/7, and keeping it with me constantly, just in case she needs to talk at 2 in the morning (which she has done to me, but my phone was off. Don't worry, it wasn't about anything serious. I think her and her friend we just pretending to be in the middle of inappropriate things and calling me at the same time.) So, that's that.
On another note, again, for those of you who don't already know, I am currently teaching myself to play the guitar. Boy, won't I just be the steriotypical college boy? Sitting under a tree, long wavy hair, playing a guitar, and studying biology. It's all Green Day's fault to. That "Good Ridance" song is what did it. I get all nostalgic everytime I hear it, and for some reason that makes me want to play it. I guess I just don't want to let go., because I know that once I leave, that's it. There's no coming back. I'm probably never going to see half the people I know ever again. Once this summer ends, it's all over, so I'm grabbing for something that I know I can hold on to.
Well, I've said my piece. Didn't mean for this to turn into an emo rant/post, but whatcha going to do? And to all of my friends, those I will see, and those I will never see again, it's been great. I wouldn't have traded these last four years for anything in the world. I hope you had the time of your life.