This past weekend Dave and I went up to Nacogdoces for his brother’s birthday. We had fun, Dave gave him some money and a card, and I didn’t know if I should had gotten him something, so I guess it was from both of us. We drove up there Friday just after Dave got outta class. I was gonna blog about going up there then, but Dave got out early so we left before I could. We were gonna meet Ben at his dorm, but I forgot my cell phone! And when we went to their house up there Dave realized he forgot his key! His dad and step-mom weren’t there either, so we drove back to Nacogdoces and Dave remembered where his dorm was. So yey. We hung out for a bit, then went to Ben’s party thing with his friends at the Jalapeno Tree. The food was not spicey at all, ’cause we were in East Texas, but it was still good. I had the cheese enchilada and tamale dinner, Dave had some stuffed chile peppers. His was good too. We stayed there for a while, then went ahead and went up to the house. His dad and step-mom were there and so we could get inside, yey. We hung out and watched some movies until about midnight, then hit the hay. Ben had gone to some after party so he didn’t come back until pretty late.
We got up the next “morning” a little after noon, I think (maybe a little before). And Dave’s dad had cooked breakfast, so we had some really good sausage and blueberry pancakes. We chilled some more, and played some Magic, and drove around town for a while. Eventually we went to eat at a pretty spiffy “italian” resturaunt for Ben’s Bday. It took forever for our food to come out, they had lost the ticket! But it wasn’t a big deal, we were havin’ fun shootin the breeze anyways. The food was pretty dang good, I had a ribeye steak, with mashed potatoes and green beans. Dave had a chicken and pasta dish, Ben got the ravioli type dish, Freda got a steak too, but a different cut, and Jeff got the other steak cut (there were three steak cuts on the menu). My food was certaintly delish, but Dave’s was a bit too greasy. I think everyone else managed to order the right thing though, since they seemed to like it. Freda and Jeff went ahead back to the house, and we went over to Ben’s dorm to hang out and stuff for a bit. Then we came back to the house and watched part of two movies and chilled. It was nice.
We woke up on Sunday a little after 8:00am and ate some breakfast and headed on out around 9:00am ish. We got back in Dallas around noon-ish and ate lunch, and had a hard core nap. Long car rides are tiring!
And that was about it. It was a pretty fun weekend over all. Tomorrow I have a job fair to go to. Hopefully I’ll be prepared!
Well, I stayed the night the other night with my friend Leslie. I went back to my parents at 5:30am and we actually managed to talk like adults. It seems that my refusal to come back to the house last night made my mom finally really think and stuff. Its only been like, two days, but she has totally changed her attitude and how she treats me mostly. She still nags about my drinking anything other than diet drinks, and about whenever I eat how I shouldn’t be eating. But she’s changing, which is really nice and suprising. I didn’t think that anything would change how she viewed me, but it seems like she’s finally stopped looking at me like I’m still 12 years old. We still get on each others nerves really easily, but this is certaintly improvement!
So I flew back into Houston yesterday night and my parents picked me up at the airport. I stayed at my parents last night and for the very first time it truely felt like I was staying with them, and not living there. Even though all my things are there, they are no longer really mine. I don’t care if I can keep them when I move out or what happens to them now. This is a huge sort of epiphany for me, because as I’ve been flying between Dallas and Houston I’ve still felt that, up until the middle of December, that my parents was home. Yet at some point during the holidays being with David became more home than it had been before. And one of the exciting things that happened during the holidays was that David told me that he’d like it if we were to live together. This is very exciting for me! I am madly in love with him and I have been living with him (in case you’ve just tuned in or been oblivious) whenever I’m in Dallas.
And this is sort of why there is drama, not actually because I’ve been living with him. But because when I live with him he treats me unlike any relationship that I’ve been in before. He loves me, he tells me he loves me, and he actually treats me like a person. It is really a strange new experience for me. And because how well he treats me contrasts so drastically to how my parents treat me I can’t actually live with my parents anymore. It had been getting difficult to live with them, but now, after having spent the whole month with David I absolutely can’t live with them anymore. I had felt this way before, and I just bend over and lay down and let them push me down and don’t do anything. But I feel that I can’t do this anymore.
I’m over at April’s right now and we’re talking and such and so on. And my mom is going absoultely nuts, because I got my own tickets to Dallas for a job fair that my mom wanted me to go to anyways. She’s pissed off that I’m doing this on my own and its driving me nuts. She came home today and I finally got pissed that she almost never greets me with “Hi how was your day? What did you do?” but “Why didn’t you go to exercise with your dad. Your dad is upset with you! What are you doing we have to make a spread sheet of the jobs you’ve applied to and when you need to get back to them!” And screaming, as loud as possible. Because it is the only thing that I can comprehend. I can’t understand speech or reasoning. I have to be yelled at to obey. It drives me nuts, but now I am finally not taking it anymore. I’m going to go to this interview with Circuit City, so I can have spending money maybe. But the job is in Pasadena, and I want to live in Dallas, with Dave. I had been thinking of working there until I could transfer out, but after speaking with April and sitting down and actually discussing it. I think it will be more stress for me if I do this and try to transfer. We’ve been talking about options, because I don’t know if Dave’s apartments will actually let me live there for an extended period of time. So I’m going to apply at a few jobs either tonight or tomorrow that are always hiring in the Dallas area. And I’m gonna call Dave and figure out whether I should move in with Leslie down here and work temporarily at Circuit City, so that my parents can’t claim me on their insurance. Or if it is feasible for me to move up to Dallas.
Anyways, the thing that brought this serious contemplation about was that my parents are pissed off and wanted me to come home for the sole reason that they can yell at me, scream at me, and eventually hit me until the “problem” is “solved”. They say they want to talk it out like adults, but that never happens. Becuase this crap is always the things that happen whenever they get pissed off and I’m not there. They call me and demand I come back “home” because my mother is “having a fit” and she “needs” me. And as soon as I get there they accuse and scream and yell and do their best to make me feel like shit and inferior and like all my ideas are going to fail anyways.
Bleh, I’m going to eat crackers and jam and not go home tonight. And maybe some place with real malts is still open and I can have one.
Dave and I went to a concert in Austin this past Friday, and then got sick on Saturday. We’ve been feeling pretty icky all weekend, with some sort of sinus congestion slash cough junk. Bleh. But the concert was pretty fun. The main band was one of Dave’s favorites so he was really excited about it. We went with Jason, some guy Dave knows from school and such, and Jerry. We stayed at the Super 8 Downtown, and there are like, a billion Super 8’s in Austin apparently. We stopped at two before we found the right one! But we got there, it wasn’t that bad for a Super 8, but the room smelled like butt. Ick. We were only there for the night though, so it wasn’t that bad. We ate dinner at this place called The Brick Oven and the pizza was pretty good, if over priced. It was a real thin crust pizza, and only like… 10 or 11 inches, for $20 bucks! But it was good, and we know not to go to the one in Addison now! We also had some beer, yey. We went to the club at around 9:30-ish(pm) and it hadn’t yet opened so we waited until it did. It was a pretty fun trip. I got really sleepy though around 12:30-ish and the concert wasn’t over ’till 2:00. But other than being really sleepy it was nice. Jerry got abuncha stuff from the main band and got it signed also. And at the end of the concert the lead singer got the audience up on stage to dance up there, and Jerry and Jason got to go up, so I’m sure they were excited. I went to sit down and drink some water so I wasn’t on the floor, and Dave seemed happy just stayin on the dance floor. I also tried an Amaretto Sour, I liked it! It was the right kinda sweet for me. But the sour mix made me really thirsty so I gave the rest of it to Jerry.
That was pretty much my weekend, me and Dave have been sleeping all day and stuff because we’re sick so we haven’t been that exciting lately. We did get to have dinner at BJ’s Brewery with Kim and Byron though. It was fun, we hung out after eating, just chillin and talking there, for a while.
Much stuff has happened since my last bloggings, but I don’t feel the energy to write a blog about it right now. Perhaps tomorrow, when I’m less tired I shall let you know how my first week of the new year has been.
Yeeaahhh about that blogging thing. Today is 01-21-2007 and I’m finally getting around to this…
New Year’s Eve Dave and I went first to Kim and Byron’s party. Only it was a dinner party and I sorta didn’t catch that. But never fear, we were not under dressed. I was chatting with Kim and telling her we didn’t have any plans for New Year’s Eve and that I wanted to wear my sexy dress. I never get to wear sexy dresses. It’s only fun when Dave is there though. Anyways, she was like, well I’m going to have a party then, bring some stuff. And I was going to bring some champaign and wine, but when Dave and I left for Dallas my mom had put it in the fridge to keep it cool, for some reason. So we forgot it and were like “D’oh” but we got some wine in Dallas, at, unfortunately, Wal*Mart. And the champaign there too. But Kim was like, what food are you bringing, so we brought canned green beans. It was the lamest food there, I was sad. Bew. Anyways, when we got there everyone else was all spiffed up, but no one else was wearing a tie, and Dave was like “I’m over dressed, its so akward, no one else has a tie on” and I was like “phbbt”. Because really, oh noes its a tie! It was a cute tie too. And he looked smexy. Rowr.
So we stayed there for some really awesome dinner, sitting down at the table and everything! It was really awesome ribs, and chicken. I didn’t have any chicken but Dave really liked it, so I’m sure it was good. And there was a delish salad, and some kinda vegetable, and our lame green beans, and really nifty dip. It was black eyed pea dip, it was sort of like a pico de gallo, but with beans added. Very nice. And there were brownies and tarts. They were both soooooooooo good. I loved those tarts, all pecan-y and fig-y. Nyom nyom nyom.
And after the diner there was supposed to be a wine tasting competition, but we had managed to be invited to 3 parties! This is the second time I’ve been invited to any party for New Year’s Eve, and this Eve we had 3! Excitement
We also left around then because it was nine and all the idiot drunks weren’t on the roads yet. So we arrived at our second party of the night, Mellissa’s party, I think it was. But it was at Nathaniel and Brian’s aptartment. There was much food to be had there also, but we were too stuffed to eat any more. We stayed for an episode of Metalocalypse and chatted, but we had another party to get to before it got too late to be out.
We went over to Jerry’s and had a little party there, and stayed there to ring in the new year. It was very fun, and very quiet. I don’t like humongous loud shindigs, at least for New Year’s. I am aware that that is stupid or something, but New Year’s just isn’t like that for me. We had some Wal*Mart champaign for the toasting and got fairly snockered. Or blitzed, I don’t think I can spell snockered, but maybe that is correct. And when we toasted was when Dave shared with me the knowledge that he would like it if I moved in with him. It was very exciting!
And then we celebrated when we got home.
And that was my New Year’s Eve, and stuff. The rest of the week was much pleasentness all around. Except it was cold. I hate the cold. Booooo cold.
