*CAUTION*
I complain A LOT in this entry.
Let me just start out by saying that my boyfriend has a curfew.
Wait. How old is he again?
Oh yes. It's the awful truth, and it really sucks, but we've (I mean I've) adjusted.
We've seen eachother just about every single day since the day we started dating.
But, usually, doesn't the boyfriend do all the driving?
And, just for Pete's sake, let's say it's about 9.2 miles from my house to his house.
But, since my babes has a curfew, and most of the time, I don't get off until nine and ten,
guess who's been doing all the driving!
You got it! THIS GUY!
Every FREAKING night.
Okay, okay.
He's worth it.
And, I understand that he needs to be up earlier than the butt crack of dawn for class.
But seriously. I've been sick for four freaking days. And, I've had to work two of them.
I'm SO sorry that I can't come over one freaking night because I still don't feel good.
Or feel like spreading my germs for that matter.
I'm upset that I didn't get to see you today too!
So, PLEASE explain to me why you get to act like a penis about it.
That wore me out haha.
I'm gonna go eat my pickle chips and watch Animal Planet.
Peace out, girl scouts :] |
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