Yesterday I got to see Tron, this is a movie that I have been waiting for since I was a child, and finaly I got to see it. There was so crowds, no line, friends and my boyfriend and I. That's all I wanted, yeah I had to wait for three hours in the mall and yeah I was little annoyed that I couldn't just sit down and read in a middle of a bok store like some, but I was going to see a Walt Disney Classic come to life. I didn't know that it watching a movie would be so hard.
I love the movie I really did, well at least I hoped that I did, I had to get past a mountian of commentary bullshit that was next to me to enjoy it.
I love my boyfriend, I really do, but I was about to leave the theater and walk home. I was that mad. It was something that was just beyond rude, but because I knew that he was going to be this way, I bit my tougue and didnt say anything. I tried so hard not to chew him out as soon as we got out of the theater. In the middle of the movie, I stated that I wasn't very happy and he hinted to his counter part how annoyed I was getting but it didnt stop. It continued after the movie and as we were walking out of theater... I was so mad, I was about to cry but this was something that I knew I could get over it, and I quickly held back the tears.
He knew I was mad and started apologizing as soon as it was just the two of us, but it was a little too late, the damage was done.
When we got home I went to the bathroom and the to bed. I try to follow the rule of not going to bed mad but I was mad. I wouldn't have even cared if he came into the bed room and I would't have put up much a fight if he stayed out there. I was just done.
I got my book, got into bed, and about 15 minutes later he comes into bed. He doesn't say much, he just came into bed and layed his head on my chest and said that he was sorry and that I had a right to be annoyed with him. He kissed me and then tunred over.... HOW CAN I BE MAD WHEN HE DOES SHIT LIKE THAT?!
I started being mad at myself because I was fuming over this.... Shit... I am being a bitch... fuck. He knew he was in the wrong... why couldn't I get over this???? GOD DAMN IT TO HELL! Then the kissing started, and the boy can kiss.... he pretty much kissed and other things to get himself into my good graces.... SHIT!
I tried so hard to be mad and failed so badly.
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