beginning of the new year....Mike is offensive
Even though it hasn’t been a week since I last wrote in LJ, I feel like I’ve abandoned it. Well, I didn’t write since I’ve been busy with other things. Anyway, I’m back in Barrie now.
A few things I’ve noted:
-Mike didn’t show much interest in the chipmunk version of the song I posted in my previous entry.
-He didn’t say anything about my hair (that my sister dyed over the holidays) until I mentioned it either.
-I don’t if it’s cuz the holiday season just passed but I don’t seem to mind J (my housemate) living downstairs as much anymore. I don’t intend on being buddy buddy with him, but I can see that he is a personable nice guy now. For those that didn’t know, J is the guy that spazzed out when Mike parked in the driveway
I guess I’ll update about what’s fresh in my mind.
Last night when Mike slept over, I had to go shovel the driveway for him so he would have a parking spot that wouldn’t interfere with J’s parking. We have a 4 car driveway spot but none of the snow has been shoveled. J drives a truck, so he can get over the snow more easily than with his vehicle than Mike’s car. Anyway, I wanted to make sure Mike had a decent parking spot so I went out into the cold to shovel whatever I can for him. After this, I went in to get started on dinner, assuming Mike would come to my house right after work. I knew that from his corporate head office work in Richmond Hill, he gets back to Barrie usually around 6pm after work.I calculate that he would make a few stops before coming home to me, but he shows up after his scheduled dinner time (diabetics live on schedule meal time). I find out that he has eaten before coming home, and the surprised seafood dinner that was saved and kept in mind for him ends up being consumed by only me. So I shovel the huge driveway for him, but don’t expect him to thank me. And the surprise dinner for him ends up being for me. I can tolerate that, but one thing in particular that really frustrates me is his disruptive & disrespectful behaviour during the movie I’ve been looking forward to us watching. I purchased a few movies including 50 First Dates when I went to Music World’s bankruptcy sale last month. I wanted to watch it over the holidays when I was home in Newmarket with my sister, but no, I waited till I came back to Barrie to open it for the first time, and watch it with Mike. I wonder if Mike realizes that this actually meant something.
Before watching this particular movie I briefly tell Mike about how much the movie meant to me, and mention how I would like to absorb all that I can about the movie. I want to hear every single line said. Every possible emotional impact that the director wanted the audience to feel…is what I wanted to experience. I tell Mike about how he may not be interested in this chick flick at first, but perhaps by the end of it, he may have a new perspective of it. I tell him this because I know he’s not into chick flicks. By the end of my 2 minute talk, he asks “What was the point of that speech???” I guess keeping it brief didn’t cement anything in his head. After constantly trying to distract me from the movie, I have to make it clear as to why the movie is meaningful to me. Does he not get the fact that a person like me who has memory issues can relate to the movie? The movie lies in a place very deep in my heart and for Mike to try to distract me literally over 10 maybe 20 times is very rude and offensive. Mike tells me that he is tired and wants to go to bed early last night, but he kepps trying to take my eyes off the movie. Does he not realize that he is only delaying his sleep time since every time he distracts me he has to wait for me to rewind the movie?????!!!!! I already told him I want to hear every line said by a character in the movie, and feel the impact that was intended for the audience to feel. What’s soo hard to understand about this? I asked you politely Mike to please let me watch the movie without any distractions. This means no making out during the movie. No trying to take my eyes off the screen. If you wanna make out, wait till after the movie…..I just wanna watch with you the movie that is very close to my heart. Why can’t you understand that? I really want to scream at you now. You didn’t notice me shedding tears last night during the movie. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you didn’t. Before watching, I gave you simple instructions that you failed to follow. Well Michael….you wanted to watch Saw. I forced myself to be brave watching it with you. You wanted to watch Halloween. I watch that with you. I want to watch the newly opened 50 First Dates with you that I saved over the holidays and you can’t even watch it the way I asked you. Am I asking for too much???