I have so much to say, but no words.
I'm still pretty depressed. Not really sure how I'm going to get over learning that people I thought were my friends don't like me, at all. Monday is going to be fun because I'm dropping Art and getting my seminar changed. I might have already said that but I really have to convince myself that is what I'm going to do. I need to remove myself from people who are keeping me from focusing on school.
Alright, the whole time I've been typing I've been looking for the world 'like' come up. So far, only I've only typed it twice. Anthony's grandpa informed us that our vocab was that of a 12. He said we used the word 'like' 96 times. First off, Sorry I didn't know my PRIVATE conversation with my boyfriend was being graded. Secondly, I couldn't even hear Anthony sitting next to me, how did he here us? Any time starts off something by saying "No to be rude" they know what they are about to say is rude. I just ignored him because it was rude and a pointless lecture. When he was done talking I was pretty upset. He didn't need to be listening to our conversation, that was rude in itself, not to mention he didn't need to be all "I was listening to you talk and you said "like 96" times, Taylor you said it 7 times is on sentence". It took so much self control to not say "Really, I didn't know we were talking to you. Try minding your own business next time and my vocab shouldn't bother you".
I want to marry Anthony and I wouldn't mind being engaged for a long time. He also wants a long engagement, but isn't sure how he feels about marriage anyways. If he did ask me to marry him we would both get a LONG engagement. Because I refuse to be related to that ass hole he calls a grand father. =)
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