November 20, 2005

  • So I realized that it’s been about a month since I decided to turn my
    life around. The person I started talking to about all of this has now
    left my life. We just stopped getting along for some reason; we just…
    weren’t that good of friends in the start I guess. Oh well, life moves
    on. As I said, it’s been a month since changes ensued.

    My mind is still going a thousand miles a minute. There is always a lot
    of think about, and even more now that Anthony is in my life. I am
    still trying to figure out a way to convince my parents to let me go
    see him for New Year’s and his birthday until I have to back to school.
    How I am going to do that is beyond me, considering my father cannot
    even get past the 24 years of age thing. I just really, really, really
    (times four thousand million infinity) like him. And I will do anything
    to not lose him.

    (Yes, he is that special.)

    Life is life, and I know God has a plan for me. I know in the end
    everything will have worked itself out the way it was supposed to -
    there are some things I want to really happen, and would do anything to
    have them happen, but in the end – it’s all up to the Big Guy Upstairs.

    Anywho, I miss Anthony. (Enter words of me liking him, etc. and missing
    him, etc. because no one wants to hear that and it gets on my nerves
    when other people talk about it just as much as me talking about it
    will get on your nerves.)

    Tomorrow I have to go crazy wild at the barn working. Because, ya know,
    I’m a slacker and pushed most of my hours to be done tomorrow. Ugh, I
    cannot wait for this semester to finally be over. I’m so stressed. My
    back is even hurting, and it hasn’t hurt in a very long time.

    Life is good, life is grand, life is wonderful. I go home in two days.
    I want to, but then I don’t. Mom is getting on my nerves already, Dad
    is just being an asshole, only people I care about seeing is Anne and
    April, and Michelle… but it sucks that I won’t talk to Anthony as
    much.

    [What if this is the real thing?]
    I’m scared.

    –Kate

Comments (1)

  • So you’re nervous about this dude you like because he is older than you and you’re afraid of what your parents will think?  There comes a time in life when parents don’t govern what we do. Respect their advice, but sometimes, you have to exercise your right to disregard it. I already reached an agreement with my folks a long time ago…if I find the girl I truly love, whoever it is, my choice will be my choice,  not theirs. Because I don’t want to end up like them, with parents who won’t be in the same house for holidays. We trade off every year, one side of the family as our guests one year and the other the next. It sucks, my mom’s and dads’s familes got in a fight at the wedding 26 years ago, and never got along since. All that’s left now are my 2 grandmothers, and they hate each other. No way am I going through that.My girl will be someone whose family loves mine, and my family loves hers. I will not divide my family between sides, if I marry a girl, I marry her family with her. And if I have a temporary girlfriend, the same rules apply. I will not let my parents or hers govern how we live life, or who we live it with.

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