..It could be worse
So here I am again..after 45 weeks hah. The last time I was on here I was single hah..
Its one of those Tuesday nights where I dont feel like doing anything productive,but I dont feel like sleeping yet..im not old yet.
This past weekend my purse was stolen through one of my best friends car whos window got shattered, and luckily nothing else was damaged or stolen from his car and yes it sucked of course and was a dead reminder that humans suck, and are greedy selfish bastards and when you met sincerly nice ones you must put them in a basket and never, ever let them go and treasure every moment you have with them, and let alone just knowing that you know them, this weekend still had its oddely good points and I still stand by saturday being a god damned awesome night despite me losing 90 dollars that I can make again upon a respite call, the vera wang purse that they stole of course sentimental but could of been a piece of jewelery..one of a kind, purses arent..this weekend also made me realize that my boyfriend actually loves me..there were times, recent and past where Id think I was just there for him for convience, a girl so he could simply say to others he had a girlfriend but when he drove to my house at 4:00 am,and got in trouble for me, a 24 yr old getting in trouble for leaving at anytime, how sad..I didnt ask him to come, I couldnt at that point just talking to him helped as he always seems to make the world seem more beautiful, and I wanted to see what he himself would do..I know I would of come in that situation, even if it ment driving drunk as bad as it is..im willing to take risks for him.they dont lie when they say love makes you do crazy things.. nonetheless because my keys were also stolen..he was the 1st person I thought to call of course subconsiously as if I were a robot because of course I always had my doubts and thought that I wasnt ment to be with a trully nice guy when I was previously single, but luck arose.
So now theres only one obstacle standing in the way the parents, I dont hate his parents, I hate using the word "hate" but im not particularly thrilled about them either they clearly dont grasp the concepts of relationships and that you can only keep your child trapped under your wing for so long, house rules are house rules, but a 24 year old should have every right to leave when they want and spend a night elsewhere if they very well please as long as parent are perhaps notified out of respect to tell them there not dead and there girlfriend didnt kill them as Lady Gaga does in the "Paparazzi" Video. To his parents its like im the "bad influence", im a bottle of vodka or a blunt should be seen sparingly and interferes with important things like school and work, even thought a significant other doesnt fall in that realm, its a seperate world from everything else not an escape just seperate balanced but fair. I've questioned in my head ending it, a.)I could simply end it and be free from this constant frustration and sometimes sadness, but miss him to death and still face that sadness that his parents actually cause or b.)suck it up and stay in it and tell myself it will get better in the future, i.e they'll have no someday..hah we can only hope and enjoy the occasional happiness that comes now i.e when his parents leave some weekends..looks like b is the answer..its not his fault and ultimately would not be like throwing my purse in a dumpster but all my jewelery.
Its one of those Tuesday nights where I dont feel like doing anything productive,but I dont feel like sleeping yet..im not old yet.
This past weekend my purse was stolen through one of my best friends car whos window got shattered, and luckily nothing else was damaged or stolen from his car and yes it sucked of course and was a dead reminder that humans suck, and are greedy selfish bastards and when you met sincerly nice ones you must put them in a basket and never, ever let them go and treasure every moment you have with them, and let alone just knowing that you know them, this weekend still had its oddely good points and I still stand by saturday being a god damned awesome night despite me losing 90 dollars that I can make again upon a respite call, the vera wang purse that they stole of course sentimental but could of been a piece of jewelery..one of a kind, purses arent..this weekend also made me realize that my boyfriend actually loves me..there were times, recent and past where Id think I was just there for him for convience, a girl so he could simply say to others he had a girlfriend but when he drove to my house at 4:00 am,and got in trouble for me, a 24 yr old getting in trouble for leaving at anytime, how sad..I didnt ask him to come, I couldnt at that point just talking to him helped as he always seems to make the world seem more beautiful, and I wanted to see what he himself would do..I know I would of come in that situation, even if it ment driving drunk as bad as it is..im willing to take risks for him.they dont lie when they say love makes you do crazy things.. nonetheless because my keys were also stolen..he was the 1st person I thought to call of course subconsiously as if I were a robot because of course I always had my doubts and thought that I wasnt ment to be with a trully nice guy when I was previously single, but luck arose.
So now theres only one obstacle standing in the way the parents, I dont hate his parents, I hate using the word "hate" but im not particularly thrilled about them either they clearly dont grasp the concepts of relationships and that you can only keep your child trapped under your wing for so long, house rules are house rules, but a 24 year old should have every right to leave when they want and spend a night elsewhere if they very well please as long as parent are perhaps notified out of respect to tell them there not dead and there girlfriend didnt kill them as Lady Gaga does in the "Paparazzi" Video. To his parents its like im the "bad influence", im a bottle of vodka or a blunt should be seen sparingly and interferes with important things like school and work, even thought a significant other doesnt fall in that realm, its a seperate world from everything else not an escape just seperate balanced but fair. I've questioned in my head ending it, a.)I could simply end it and be free from this constant frustration and sometimes sadness, but miss him to death and still face that sadness that his parents actually cause or b.)suck it up and stay in it and tell myself it will get better in the future, i.e they'll have no someday..hah we can only hope and enjoy the occasional happiness that comes now i.e when his parents leave some weekends..looks like b is the answer..its not his fault and ultimately would not be like throwing my purse in a dumpster but all my jewelery.