{396} *...You love until you don't, you try until you can't, you laugh until you cry...*
So my New Year's Eve was...eh. I took Hanna and Faith to a party at Tara's house; but it was boring, so we left. And then, Hanna got sick on my basement floor. The night was rather uneventful actually. Hanna learned her lesson when drinking. And I wished I had my someone special to celebrate with. Speaking of my someone special...
He was supposed to come into town this weekend, but when I started cleaning the house to make sure there would be no wrong impressions, my mother took it personally. That and the fact that I told her not to try intimidation because it doesn't work.
See, every guy I've ever introduced to them, she's had to try and intimidate them, but it doesn't work, other than to make her look like a...an...well, an ass. She thinks she actually scares them or something. Little does she know that they think she's no more intimidating than Dot dog, and that she's ridiculous when she's doing that.
Anyway, she took everything SO damned personally and was saying shit like, "Well, I wouldn't want you to be embarassed of where you come from. Would you like to move to your aunt Nancy's house for the weekend and pretend that they're your parents?" She has this thing about living in the South End. While it's not the best place to live in Louisville, I know it's not the worst. But she has this hatred for ANYthing to do with the East End and I don't know why. And she acts like a fucking child anytime anyone mentions anything about the South End or the East End or anything. If she would let it go, things would be fine, but she's going to act like a damned child over this. And if she doesn't get her head together, I'm just going to tell him not to come into town. I'll go down to BG next week, during the week, instead. I can't deal with people's attitudes and shit. Not when I'm trying to entertain someone. Gah! I can't take it. I want to yell at her, but that won't do any good. I just need to talk to him tonight and get everything straightened out. I hate this. Blah.
Love:
~PisceanRocker~
He was supposed to come into town this weekend, but when I started cleaning the house to make sure there would be no wrong impressions, my mother took it personally. That and the fact that I told her not to try intimidation because it doesn't work.
See, every guy I've ever introduced to them, she's had to try and intimidate them, but it doesn't work, other than to make her look like a...an...well, an ass. She thinks she actually scares them or something. Little does she know that they think she's no more intimidating than Dot dog, and that she's ridiculous when she's doing that.
Anyway, she took everything SO damned personally and was saying shit like, "Well, I wouldn't want you to be embarassed of where you come from. Would you like to move to your aunt Nancy's house for the weekend and pretend that they're your parents?" She has this thing about living in the South End. While it's not the best place to live in Louisville, I know it's not the worst. But she has this hatred for ANYthing to do with the East End and I don't know why. And she acts like a fucking child anytime anyone mentions anything about the South End or the East End or anything. If she would let it go, things would be fine, but she's going to act like a damned child over this. And if she doesn't get her head together, I'm just going to tell him not to come into town. I'll go down to BG next week, during the week, instead. I can't deal with people's attitudes and shit. Not when I'm trying to entertain someone. Gah! I can't take it. I want to yell at her, but that won't do any good. I just need to talk to him tonight and get everything straightened out. I hate this. Blah.
Love:
~PisceanRocker~