Thursday, December 08, 2005

seriously now

tim came into town tonight. everyone will be hanging out with him and i will be here at work. to top it off... i have work all day tomorrow and a bit saturday night. and now daniel is working on our 2 year anniversary when we were supposed to get a christmas tree. i asked daniel to fix my bike this morning and he has yet to do. i asked him to fix it before he heads out to do anything tonight, and then he made plans, that did not include fixing my bike at all, right in front of me and i totally lost my patience. i have been ragging on him to fix the damn thing since the summer! i know i should just do it myself, but don't have the tools or know where he put all of the parts. he made some off hand comment and i told him to not worry about the bike, that i can walk. i don't want to walk. but if he feels like i am trying to inhibit his time with friends, well then go enjoy your friends and you can deal with girlfriend that'll be pissed off because she had to walk for half an hour in 32 degree weather at 7:30 in the morning. i probably won't even see him because he'll be too drunk to drive home tonight and will end up staying at his house. i wa so excited to be done with my finals, and now i am just pissed off. i guess it'll be good to go home and watch a movie and then just go to bed. i don't need to hang out with daniel anyway. he's been bugging me too much. i know he's going to be upset and probably end up bad mouthing me, but who cares. the people he is going to hang out aren't really people i want to associate with anyway.

i am just really frustrated. i don't think he is being very fair right now, but it's not like i can say that. i've let the damn bike thing go so many times, its really not worth it right now. pick your battles right? what's my comfort for an extra half an hour of fun for daniel right? who the hell am i to ask, once again, to have my bike fixed. i'm just a grueling bitch that is over-demanding and doesn't want daniel to have fun.

i don't even have anything to follow that last part up with... i just want to be able to go too.

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