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My ex boyfriend actually created this blog for me as an outlet. Now he's created an addict. So about me. I recently moved out of the paternal nest, now living not too far away from the comforts of home but far enough for independence. My best and worst feature is that i adore change. As a result, nothing really stays the same for too long. This includes my hair. My ideas are changing everyday... and so i'll probably want to delete this in an hour. Note: This is the revised version

Friday, 3 October 2008

Apparently i need to adjust my headlights (my car's)

oh.
So i just had a blow up with one of my brothers. Arguments are always offset by the smallest issue. Tonight it was about me needing to adjust my car head lights. But once we were both heated up other things inevitably came out. Like "Ever since you're moved out you act as though...". (a little off the point). That got me wanting to complain about the way he treats me in general. Completely unrelated and something i never knew got to me as much as it clearly does.

Now that its been surfaced, i am highly aware of the way he does talk to me. And it'll get to me till i say something or it changes.

And... normally its the siblings against the parents. No. Guess not. Its different now that we're older



What if he's right? Maybe i am stubborn? --mmm. We're both a little right. i shouldn't have spoken over the top of him but, he is always either lecturing me or needing something off me. Thats it.

I've moved out for almost a year, and he hasn't seen my place. He has NO idea where i am. He does plan to come see my place next month... The catch is, him and his mate need a place to sleep when they go to a nearby concert. So i have to vacate. Damn.

I'm just not used to fighting. My last fight was in... April? 7 months. Thats not too bad i guess.

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