Well that was a bust.
Sorry to hear about your Halloween, Tanya. Mine wasn't all that great either. I sat around and watched Eric and his friends get drunk. And its not all that fun for me, because I don't drink... and Tim's new girlfriend spilled beer all over my purse... I still haven't had the chance to wash it.
Eric hasn't been the greatest. I mean... I don't know. It's like he doesn't even try. Still. I've been in a bad mood ever since I started going out with him. That's not good for me. I don't want to see him anymore. He drains me. It's like I'm his mom. He always has too many problems. He can't even take a math class! When I was trying to help him with his math class, its like he didn't even want the help, he just wanted me to do it for him. I can't believe I let him copy my old homework... He needs to GROW UP. NOW. And not act like such a brat around his mom. I mean, for goodness sake, he's 27 freaking years old. I don't care if he didn't talk for 9 years of his life. So what? People take vows of silence for that long or longer! It was his fault he didn't want his balls to descend and his voice to lower. It's his fault he's so psychologically messed up. It's his fault for taking so many things personally. I hate it. I don't get warm fuzzy feelings when I think of him anymore. I just feel miserable. Hah. Haha. And he asks me why I LOOK so miserable whenever I'm around him. Here's a clue...
And then!!! He freaking doesn't even wake up till late. He'll drink or something and then not wake up early, so half of my day is wasted waiting for him, because he PROMISED that he'd be awake and ready by a certain time. He's such a slacker. Gosh, I hope he stays living at home for the rest of his life. Stay home, Mommy's boy. Speaking of which, stop calling me MAMMA!!! You're not Johnny Bravo, and it doesn't turn me on. It ruins everything. So quit it. I feel like I'm being stupified. Who doesn't know what a suitor is? PLEASE!!! Gosh, read or do something with your lazy @$$. I'm sitting here trying to pull you along, feeling like I'm chained to you, and all you can do is sit there and drink and eat at midnight. I hope you stay where you are at work, so that they don't find out how much of a slacker you are. I hope they don't move you up, or else they'll find out how much of a disappointment you are.
Yeah. You say you'll change. But you won't. You CAN'T. Because you're too stuck being a little rich brat. Good riddance. I hope you realize how much like your ex girlfriend you are. Because everything you hate her for, resent her, and diss her about, that's all the stuff you've ever done to me. Hypocrite.
Oh. And thanks for forgetting my birth date. You don't even know how old I am.
Yesterday was crap. I really didn't like yesterday. Everything that could have gone wrong, did. And I almost went to sleep mad. ALMOST! If it weren't for Brian. Just thinking about him and his voice calmed me down and made me actually (gasp!) smile for real!
The good thing is, we've been friends for about 11 months now, and ever since he left the office, he's been contacting me to get together with him for a date. We had one planned for Wednesday, but his work kept him. But I'm okay with that. I think this might finally be a regular relationship, as I've said many times before. So I'll take it slow, be patient, and wait to see what good happens.
The only problem is, he lives in Beaumont... And has work at odd hours because he's an overachiever. But that's the kind of person I like. If only we could go out on our first date finally...
Wow. Even talking about him makes me feel happier, lighter. It makes me not so... sad. :) I think I'll keep trying.
Eric hasn't been the greatest. I mean... I don't know. It's like he doesn't even try. Still. I've been in a bad mood ever since I started going out with him. That's not good for me. I don't want to see him anymore. He drains me. It's like I'm his mom. He always has too many problems. He can't even take a math class! When I was trying to help him with his math class, its like he didn't even want the help, he just wanted me to do it for him. I can't believe I let him copy my old homework... He needs to GROW UP. NOW. And not act like such a brat around his mom. I mean, for goodness sake, he's 27 freaking years old. I don't care if he didn't talk for 9 years of his life. So what? People take vows of silence for that long or longer! It was his fault he didn't want his balls to descend and his voice to lower. It's his fault he's so psychologically messed up. It's his fault for taking so many things personally. I hate it. I don't get warm fuzzy feelings when I think of him anymore. I just feel miserable. Hah. Haha. And he asks me why I LOOK so miserable whenever I'm around him. Here's a clue...
And then!!! He freaking doesn't even wake up till late. He'll drink or something and then not wake up early, so half of my day is wasted waiting for him, because he PROMISED that he'd be awake and ready by a certain time. He's such a slacker. Gosh, I hope he stays living at home for the rest of his life. Stay home, Mommy's boy. Speaking of which, stop calling me MAMMA!!! You're not Johnny Bravo, and it doesn't turn me on. It ruins everything. So quit it. I feel like I'm being stupified. Who doesn't know what a suitor is? PLEASE!!! Gosh, read or do something with your lazy @$$. I'm sitting here trying to pull you along, feeling like I'm chained to you, and all you can do is sit there and drink and eat at midnight. I hope you stay where you are at work, so that they don't find out how much of a slacker you are. I hope they don't move you up, or else they'll find out how much of a disappointment you are.
Yeah. You say you'll change. But you won't. You CAN'T. Because you're too stuck being a little rich brat. Good riddance. I hope you realize how much like your ex girlfriend you are. Because everything you hate her for, resent her, and diss her about, that's all the stuff you've ever done to me. Hypocrite.
Oh. And thanks for forgetting my birth date. You don't even know how old I am.
Yesterday was crap. I really didn't like yesterday. Everything that could have gone wrong, did. And I almost went to sleep mad. ALMOST! If it weren't for Brian. Just thinking about him and his voice calmed me down and made me actually (gasp!) smile for real!
The good thing is, we've been friends for about 11 months now, and ever since he left the office, he's been contacting me to get together with him for a date. We had one planned for Wednesday, but his work kept him. But I'm okay with that. I think this might finally be a regular relationship, as I've said many times before. So I'll take it slow, be patient, and wait to see what good happens.
The only problem is, he lives in Beaumont... And has work at odd hours because he's an overachiever. But that's the kind of person I like. If only we could go out on our first date finally...
Wow. Even talking about him makes me feel happier, lighter. It makes me not so... sad. :) I think I'll keep trying.