Jan 23, 2006 23:37
I hate being away from him. Even for a day, or even a couple hours.
Is that bad? I mean, we see eachother every day and spend hours together, and yet both of us cannot get enough of the other person. Today was horrible, I was only able to see him for about an hour and that was it. I hate having to stay home on Mondays, or any day for that matter. I just don't see the point if my mom gets home at 8, we eat, and then watch tv or something till she falls asleep on the couch around 10. Why do I have to stay at home for that? There's no point. I'd rather spend time with her during the day where we can do something, get it done, and then I can go out at night while she sleeps.
I cannot wait to get out. David and I are going to move out around May or so, get our own place and my life will actually be good then. No parents, just life. The life I've been waiting for is finally approaching. I've been looking at apartments in Euless and Bedford so that we can stay at our jobs and go to school at UTA in the fall. Sure we'll have to budget and we're not getting a place that's over $600/mo, so that should be good. But see, once we live together, we won't be wasting gas to see the other person, and we'll be together. I cannot wait to wake up in his arms every day. I'm sick of this 'you gotta get your sleep' thing and the 'you're grounded because you were late coming home and we didn't know where you were' thing. It just gets old after you're in your early 20s.
I definetly didn't see myself at 22 living at home. In fact, a lot of things in life went totally different than I had expected.
But life is good, my boyfriend is AMAZING, and soon enough, my real life will begin.