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I had a great fourth of July. I've been working at the movie threatre for the past three weeks, and without even asking I got the day off, and didn't have to work until one the next day. So Vere and I hung out at Avila Beach with the usual crowd, then watched the fireworks in Pismo alone together, just pulled over in the car on the side of the highway. I felt a little bad about doing it but less so after everyone else in the world did it too. Then we went to a party in Atascadero with the same people, which was really cool because neither of us have seen them in over a month now. I ended up sleeping a total of two hours that night in catnaps, and even made it to work on time afterwards.
Home life, however, is not so fun. It seems like my dad is against nearly everything about my personal life, and feels the need to get angry and try to yell and lecture me into changing it. And while I recognize that there is probably something legitimate in his logic, I also feel strongly that those are his opinions and values which he can feel free to apply to his own life. He wants to send me to a shrink to convince me to break up with Vere for God's sake. I really wish he'd just leave it alone, he's so hostile sometimes that even I don't want to be here, much less subject her to spending time in the same room with him. So I'm spending a lot of time in Santa Maria.
All over, though, I'm good. I can't wait to visit South Carolina again, although it's occurred to me to wonder how much I've changed since I've come here, how much life has changed, and if my visit was maybe planned to be just a little too long. I don't know. Time will tell I guess.
Home life, however, is not so fun. It seems like my dad is against nearly everything about my personal life, and feels the need to get angry and try to yell and lecture me into changing it. And while I recognize that there is probably something legitimate in his logic, I also feel strongly that those are his opinions and values which he can feel free to apply to his own life. He wants to send me to a shrink to convince me to break up with Vere for God's sake. I really wish he'd just leave it alone, he's so hostile sometimes that even I don't want to be here, much less subject her to spending time in the same room with him. So I'm spending a lot of time in Santa Maria.
All over, though, I'm good. I can't wait to visit South Carolina again, although it's occurred to me to wonder how much I've changed since I've come here, how much life has changed, and if my visit was maybe planned to be just a little too long. I don't know. Time will tell I guess.