Tuesday, July 11, 2006
2:50 PM
So, as per my last post, we discovered that Charley hates hurting people. Mostly, because in the end, Charley doesn't want to get hurt. That sounds so self-centered. But more than disliking hurting people, I hate it when I can't live up to be something that i'm not, nor will I ever be. Today, for instance, Kayla and I had a rather large spat. Let me walk you through my morning...
7:00 AM-Imagine that you are all cuddled up in your warm comforter dreaming about some boy when you hear.."BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM!!!!" A little startled you roll over and hope that it is a one time occurance and you fall back to sleep. Three minutes later, what do you know..."BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM!!" Okay, so this happened all morning until about 9:00 when I finally got a little peaceful sleep. I get up and and begin to get ready for a walk around downtown and lunch at the Pita Pit. Kayla and I get into the car and out of the complex and it turns out she forgot something. We go all the way back and when we get there, I opt to stay in tthe car. Bad idea. It is hot and muggy and i'm tired so by the time Kayla gets back i'm ready to get out of there. On the way downtown, Kayla starts screaming songs, which on a normal, non-sleepy day is funny, but today It is just a little nerve racking. We're listening to the radio and "The Boys are Back in Town" comes on the radio. I happen to really like this song. I'm not sure why. I'm not a big fan of music from that particular time period but maybe it is the connection to the Full House episode when Jesse left the Tanner household (yeah, sad that I know that) but for some reason I really enjoy the song. It's a good classic favorite. So, anyway, Kayla is always talking about how the music I listen to is bad and all that and it really bothers me. I feel like I have a good, well rounded taste in music, and I am quite proud of most of the songs that I listen to. So we're listening to this song, i'm hot, tired, and Kayla starts talking about how this song is a stupid song and how she's never even heard it before. This bothered me a little and I told her that it's from the same time period as "Come on Feel the Noise" which is the song she is constantly singing (don't get me wrong, I like it, too) but I guess for some reason I was pissed that she thought that that was sooo much better than "The Boys are Back in Town" and so she got all mad and was like, "You're going home. I'm taking you home." So she drives me all the way back to the apartment, ruins my day, and pisses me off, just because I made one comment about a song. I was pissed. I was fuming. I have never been so mad in my life. I couldn't believe that she got all the way downtown, to tell me that SHE was taking me home. Not even my mother talks to me like that. She never has. It's like she expects me to have 100% energy and cheerfulness all the time, like her friend katie. You know, i'm the only friend she has here and that just does not work for her. Her mom told her that after all her friends go to college and get involved in school and whatnot she wouldnt have any friends left. She told them that she would have Katie and that was all that she needed. So, obviously i'm not good enough for her. Well, you know what? I'm not Katie. I never will be. So, for as long as she is still living here, she is going to have to accept me for who I am. I get crabby. So does she. GET USED TO IT!!
So yeah, that is my story of my morning. Highly eventful.