So my sister called me like, two weeks ago and goes “So I need you to do me a favor.” I figure she wants me to do some girly spying on her bf type thing or something, but I thought it was weird because I don’t really know the guy. Jessica, my sis, is really my half sister and we’ve never really lived together and although we are close, we aren’t super know everything about each other’s lives close.Anyways she continues,” I need you to be a braids maid in my wedding.” I’m pretty shocked and confused because she has only been dating this guy a very short time but I’m excited because I’ve never been in a wedding before. Anyways, long story short I find out brides maids pay for their own dresses (?!?!?!?) and I’m o broke being here at college. So she tells me she wants them ordered by end of February/beginning of March, which is like, NOW.. So I figure oh shit well I honestly guess I won’t make it. THEN today I get home from my bf’s and check my mailbox and my dad randomly sent me a letter and one hundred and thirty buckaroos. Sure, now I can pay for my dress, except for the fact that Bloomington doesn’t have First Source so I can’t put it in my account.So I won’t be able to deposit it until I’m home for spring break on like the 13th. My boyfriend’s birthday is coming up and I want to get him something nice or do something fun for him, but of course I’m thinking, well Jessica is family so she should go first. But my dad claims the guy is still gay from his younger years when he experimented with being homosexual and that my sister won’t be happy. At first I was shitty when Jess told me this, why wouldn’t my dad be happy for her? Keeping in mind I guess he is a die hard Christian though and we all know how some of them feel about all of this no big deal gay stuff. But secondly, my oldest half brother, Jessica’s WHOLE brother, is AGAINST it as well, AND HE’S GAY. So now I don’t know what to think of the relationship. I want to support my sister because I love her, but I don’t know anything about this and it’s all so soon. I could really use the money to help my mom pay off my bursar bill and for living expenses, but IT’S MY SISTER. Idk what to do anymore
seriously, do I date an almost 22 year old orrrrr a little boyyyyy. idk idk
so my bf said he didn’t want to do anything tonight because he was tired and too hungover so i came home, but after I left his guys gave him a line of yay and now he’s up and ready to go.
So on days when my classes are closer to my bf’s house, I stay at his house the night before, but the past two days like that he’s made plans to go out to the bars. Obviously I’m not going to just sit at his house, so I just didn’t go over. He asked if I was upset that he was going and I said no, but he should have known better to believe a girl who says nothings wrong when you think somethings wrong. It’s just that he goes out to the bars with his friends, and its not his fault that I’m not old enough, but its just that he never does anything fun with ME. He’d probably reply to that with something like “Are you kidding me I pay for you to drink and smoke all the time.” But that’s not what I mean by doing something. We don’t “go out” except in terms of partying. We/he never makes any plans unless its to mass party or go to the bars. I know he spends a lot of money on me, and I appreciate that, but a girl also appreciates a thing called a date every once in a while. I’m really curious to see if he plans anything tomorrow.
<3 cute <3
Sometimes I think about the fact that my boyfriend is going to graduate years and years before me, that he might get an internship and not be spending the summer back in our home town with me like he should be, or that that he’ll probably get a job in another state or a city hours and hours away. He will be off starting his life when I’ve barely even begun to think about where I want mine to lead me. We tried long distance before and it turned out horribly, mostly due to the fact that I was dumb and not over my douche bag ex boyfriend. Not that I would ever hurt him again like that, but seriously, I’m not one who is particularly fond of long distance and I don’t really want to make it part of my life. I’ll still be in college, still broke, with no money for gas or a plane or train ticket to go visit and he’ll be busy with a career, only weekends, or even every other weekend, giving him time to come visit. The best part of a relationship is being together there in someone’s arms or on their lips. I’m not saying that I want to break up, I love my boyfriend dearly, but I’m just saying that I wonder about the future sometimes. How am I supposed to know what decisions to make in life or who is the one for me when there are 7 billion people on the planet? I hate that life is full of questions that will go unanswered until I live them out and stumble across the answer.
Hello sweet followers. Have no clue if any of you are in high school, but I have some prom dresses I am desperate to sell, college has me drained on cash. I’m not getting any response from twitter or facebook friends, so I’m resorting to here. Message me if interested and we can work something out. Please reblog to help me out!
what in the whole fuck is this
so not only do I get a pathetic excuse for an apology, but get blamed MORE and he tells me that if I keep being jealous its over. BITCH I’M NOT JEALOUS VIDEO CHATTING NAKED GIRLS IS CHEATING
I’m really sick, I’m tired, my brain is tired..
and last night my boyfriend yet again put the cherry on fucking top.
He’s been working on a case study for this semester program called icore in his business school every day from like 10am to 1am or later. they earn like three credit hours in like ten days, so yeah I understand the stress.
So yesterday his group finally finished and he’s been saying he’s going to get super drunk and high or whatever to celebrate finsihing.
I told him around 9pm last night that I was heading over. It was cold so I took the bus, it’s a five minute ride to another dorm where the bus stops for ten minutes, and then another ten minutes to the stop I get off at by his house.
Before I even left he said he would be home in ten minutes, but when I showed up he wasn’t there. So I waited…
And I was getting pissed because I could have been at home in my warm clean dorm where I can have a better hw/finals studying environment, but instead I made the journey over there to celebrate with him and help him relax, because like I said, I know how hard he’s been working.
So 10 or 11pm rolls around and I’m more worried than made now.
I figure out his email login info and get on to message one of his icore team member he had been with at a frat called ATO. No reply. I even called the frat, but no answer.
Now it’s about 12pm and I use his roomate’s phone to call him, but it’s busy or dead. More time goes by and his roomate, Emerson, says to me “Tim is trying to call from Riley’s (another of our friend’s) phone.
so I get on the phone and Tim can’t even tell that it’s me, he thought it was still Emerson. I asked where he was and it turns out he had been at Riley’s the whole time.
I’d been ditched. He was wasted, forgot about me.I asked if he was coming home, he said he would.
But another 45 minutes rolls by and he doesn’t show. Emerson says “Krissy I don’t think he’s coming..” and at that point I really don’t care.
Emerson ends up going to get him, because he probably couldn’t have found his way home if he wanted to..
While he was gone I showered to relax and when they got back, finally around 2am, Tim comes in and opens the shower door and I told him to just let me be while I showered.
He asked why I was mad and being a bitch, so I told him “Maybe because you ditched me and I’ve been wondering where you were for the past five or six hours, and while I’m trying to help I find out you’re a member of a porn video chat site”..
Oh yeah, while on his email I find messages from some site saying a girl viewed his profile and is interested and another from the same site covered with girls profiles, all their pictures nude, and saying all the profiles matched his preferences.. They were all white, with long hair, and pretty colored eyes, and just everything I’m not.. This isn’t the first time I’ve caught him looking at various porn sites, or the first time I’ve told him how bad it hurts me, makes me feel like I’m not enough..
Anyways, he continues to tell me it’ my fault. Because I don’t understand how hard he’s been working and that I should “get some fucking perspective on kelley (the business school). But I did understand, that’s why I made the journey, sick, in the cold, to hang out and drink and smoke or whatever even though I’m not done with this semester and should have been at home.
The night ended with more yelling and me walking twenty minutes home to my dorm in the cold. I thought I heard him walking after me twice, but it was just a banner in the wind and someone else.
I know he was drunk, but he din’t even care to stop me, but I guess I didn’t really want to be there anyways, I just wanted him to say he was sorry. We’ve been through a lot because of his drinking and I thought we were past it.
I’m keeping to myself, I’m over trying to fix his old habits, it’s all on him now..