Didn't get no comments yesterday... everyone must be busy... yeah, busy...
I've been busy! I had to study for a Japanese exam! I hope I do well on that today...
Went to town with mom and sis yesterday... nothing special happened, I guess.
I still need to watch the How To Train Your Dragon DVD that my parents bought for me over a week ago. That was a pleasant surprise...
B/f is too wrapped up in video games to really give me attention anymore... Whenever I'm lucky enough to HAVE a connection, he's always telling me about daily/weekly challenges and whatnot... kinda bored of hearing about Halo, y'know? And if I come over after classes, that's what he does: plays games... I mean, he says, "Would you rather I come cuddle with you?" And he means it.
But, I let him play games...
and his dog hates me... a lot... we're constantly warring over who gets to cuddle with my b/f... *sigh*
Gawd, I hate dog breath...
I'm thinking of starting to NOT go over to his place after classes anymore... I need to save my gas and money. I'm serious, I'm POOR. PM me if you wanna help out. |||OTL|||
It's unfair that it's always been me going to his house... he rarely comes out here. I mean, sure his truck's in the shop for a little while still, but he has a car he can drive if he needs to that a friend of his mom's lent them.
Did you know?
I was laying awake in bed last night because, I have no idea how I'll please this guy someday when it's just the two of us. He's a picky eater... he really only likes his mother's cooking... or fast food... and even then, it has to be JUST SO.
He complains when there's not enough mushrooms on his burger, or not enough salt on his fries... He's very particular about what he likes and doesn't like. And, when I point out that he is, indeed, a picky eater, I get scorned. He says plainly, "I'm not a picky eater, I like what I like, that's all."
Isn't that a picky eater?
One day, when I was lucky enough to have him over at my house, I made grilled-cheese sammiches for lunch for the two of us. He didn't like the cheese I'd used... something about not liking Monterrey Jack cheese...? Well, it was all we had... I remember that day. I remember feeling so small. All I wanted to do was feed him, not impress him, I mean it was a grilled cheese for christ's sake! He ate it, but only because he was "so hungry".
He's a picky eater.
And, here I am, grateful for ANY food... I have no money, so I'm feelin' lucky when I DO get fed... and sometimes even then, the diabetes disagrees... TT^TT
*sigh*
~Yosei~
