Gangsta, Gangsta, Ecstasy
So it's precisely 9:22am and I'm sitting at work. On a Saturday, I got in at 7:40 that was... interesting as I went to bed at 2am as I was fighting with James at a house that was netiher mine nor his. We've been fighting all week actually. And today was his day to make it up to me (we were fighting about not having enough alone time together) so after uni we went shopping and to dinner we were going to stay at our friends house the night as we both had work in the morning. I should probably mention also that the night before he and his friend went to a club opening but it didn't happen. Anyway we had a prefectly marvelous time and we're walking back to our friends house when he notices that the club has opened (they obviously got the dates mixed up) immediately his on the phone telling his friend it has opened. They're getting excited and I'm standing there thinking 'I can't go in I don't have the right clothing' James had his suit from last night and I had come from Uni so I've got jeans and an oversized jumper. This club/lounge/whatever is a business formal attire time type gig so it became apparent I wouldn't be able to get in. James keeps asking if it's alright to go without me and leave me at my friends house whilst they go frollick. I know that if I said no he would get pretty pissy with me as he's been waiting for this place for about a month now. So I'm like "Go ahead it's alright I can read my manga and the newspaper" he's like "it won't be for long, we'll probably come back after an hour and if Mitchell wants to stay longer I'll just leave." I'm like that's fine, I can occupy myself, and they get ready and leave me alone in the apartment. Mr. & Mrs. Smith's on so I watch that while I try and do the expert Sudoku in the newspaper (didn't get far with that haha). No word from them. Lateline comes on TV and I wonder what the time is, they left at 9:30 and if Lateline is on it's gotta be at least 11.
Now here's where I'm getting really cranky. I've given away our alone time so he could go to this club for an hour to look around, I'm sitting in a house I've been to once before with nothing to do. So I try to go to sleep.
11:30ish rolls around and I hear them come home, I don't really wish to talk to them because you know I'm pretty pissed (and I do think I have a right to be) James plays ignorant and just starts talking about the club. I answer him with random grunts and animalistic noise (lol not really) but he's gotten the hint that I'm angry. We start arguing and I keep saying "you don't appreciate what I've done" and he's like "I'm not a pet" etc. etc. He keeps going around like this for about an hour. And all I kept saying was "I think I deserve some sort of thanks, for giving up our alone time so you can go to a stupid club, while I sit here and do nothing for 2 hours in a house I'm not familiar or comfortable in." He calls me "clingy" and all hell breaks loose. He was the one that used to say I was always distant and never wanted to see eachother, we'd been fighting all week about not seeing eachother and then when we arrange to hang out he goes off. I still don't think I'm in the wrong.
Feels good to get that off my chest. It's just like he doesn't understand that I did a pretty selfless thing for him and he doesn't appreciate it, I didn't get a "thank you" or anything like that. I got a peck and a "see you later." I don't think I'm acting like a diva in the slightest. Even after our fight last night, I'm still kind of pissed. I'm still left feeling neglected, we haven't had our alone time, and now I have to go to the damn holiday house for another booze night, where I do infact not booze.
Fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Now it's 9:44, I should be doing work :P
And I need to answer some comments people have posted, I'm sorry I haven't even been on my home computer to do so, expect it Monday (sorry Isa-chan!)