Slept with my current boyfriend within a few hours of meeting (drinking obviously). Been a year and a half together so can’t say it was a bad decision.
I accidentally kneed my bf in the balls this weekend. The look on his face made me feel like I had hurt a puppy. I apologized throughout the rest of the weekend.
Leaving behind a potential clusterfuck at work (not my fault) to start my long weekend. Ready to head to the airport 1.5 hours earlier than I needed to be. Too excited.
Got the news last night that the BF passed the final phase of his Ranger training. Needless to say I will be phoning it in at work until my flight on Thursday.
Anxiously waiting to hear if my bf will be graduating from an army training school next week. Word comes on Sunday so it’s Netflix and wine to pass the time until then.
All my friends either lived at home (and were in grad school) or with their significant others. I basically didn’t want to live with people I didn’t know and also could not yet afford to live alone.
I lived at home until about 25. Paid rent (they charged me market value prices for a room in Los Angeles) and all my own bills (minus utilities) and most of my food. It’s more of an arrangement at that point as opposed to mooching off of them. That said, I cannot see myself ever going back. My 1bd apartment is my sanctuary now.
My theory is that she is terrified of having to “start over” and will hold onto Todd at any cost. Plus if she doesn’t hook up or do anything fun she can blame him for her having a shitty girls trip.
Slept with my current boyfriend within a few hours of meeting (drinking obviously). Been a year and a half together so can’t say it was a bad decision.
All about the morning. Also before going out on the weekend sex. Starts the night off right.
Then we have a deployment! Hoping to end it by 2 years. Gotta have that end plan for something to look forward to.
Going on 14 months of long distance. Definitely act more together when I’m not left to my own devices.
This recap made my afternoon.
I accidentally kneed my bf in the balls this weekend. The look on his face made me feel like I had hurt a puppy. I apologized throughout the rest of the weekend.
At the airport heading to Indiana for a wedding. Idk if that sounds fun or not….
I work right by LAX and deal with the shit everyday. If I am also picking you up then you better feel loved. I don’t go back there just for anyone.
My boyfriend just did 6 months with very minimal contact. I’m talking 5 phone calls and letters. We had only been dating 7 months when he left.
You just gotta find someone who gets it and isn’t into the martyr shit (well, and cheating) like a lot of girls end up doing.
At least you are able to weed them out early and before you have finances and stuff tied to them.
Leaving behind a potential clusterfuck at work (not my fault) to start my long weekend. Ready to head to the airport 1.5 hours earlier than I needed to be. Too excited.
Got the news last night that the BF passed the final phase of his Ranger training. Needless to say I will be phoning it in at work until my flight on Thursday.
Anxiously waiting to hear if my bf will be graduating from an army training school next week. Word comes on Sunday so it’s Netflix and wine to pass the time until then.
Girl is the perfect example of this. And sadly they exist in real life as well…
It’s my birthday on Sunday so lots of family and friend time this weekend. The scaries on Sunday night will be far too real.
All my friends either lived at home (and were in grad school) or with their significant others. I basically didn’t want to live with people I didn’t know and also could not yet afford to live alone.
I lived at home until about 25. Paid rent (they charged me market value prices for a room in Los Angeles) and all my own bills (minus utilities) and most of my food. It’s more of an arrangement at that point as opposed to mooching off of them. That said, I cannot see myself ever going back. My 1bd apartment is my sanctuary now.
“Hi” is definitely not a friendly greeting. Not going to ignore you, but still currently pissed at you kind of thing.
Devoting at least 15 of those 48 hours to finding a new job. Gonna move on up and out of here even if it means passing up brunch for a few weekends.
My theory is that she is terrified of having to “start over” and will hold onto Todd at any cost. Plus if she doesn’t hook up or do anything fun she can blame him for her having a shitty girls trip.
That’s what I did. Pay rent and then make sure I send a “happy anniversary” text before he can so I can maintain the upper hand.