So I haven't been ranting for a long time. Blame school and Brian. It's what I always do. But in all seriousness, it really is school's and Brian's fault. Brian got a new job not that long ago as a security officer. It pays really good but I hate his hours. Why? He works from 7 - 4...that's PM to AM and sometimes he wants me to go with him. I get home and I crash hard. What's worse is he expects me to get up early in the morning and go see him before 10 the next day. It takes me 2 hours just to get to his house because I don't have a car and have to walk 3.5 miles to the bus stop and then take the bus to another town. It's like dude, you want me to work off of less than 4 hours of sleep, just for you? I don't think so. Don't get me wrong, I love him. I love him very much but I need my sleep. So the past few weeks have been very uneventful until earlier this week.
Brian decided he wanted to hang out with his friend Anthony and his girlfriend Kimberly and he wanted me to be with him. I was thinking okay, cool. Why not? I know Anthony and he's really cool and, from what I've heard, Kim is really chill too, so i agreed. I had no idea what the plan was. All I knew was we were going to pick Kim up from work at 7 and then just hang out afterwards. Long story short, we ended up dropping them off at Anthony's house where they took his car and followed Brian and I back to his grandparent's house, where we dropped his car off and hopped into Anthony's car. We ended up going to Santa Clara for a party at one of their friend's houses. The one thing I can't stand and I still don't know to this day why it bothers me is smoking. Not just cigarettes, but hooka, weed, cigars, etc. Brian smokes cigars (which I'm not okay with) and the smell of weed makes me extremely nauseous and I don't like the sheer idea of hooka. Again, still have no idea why. Well I found out the hard way, there's a large pink hooka in the back yard. And when Kim, I can't remember her name right now but I think it's Caitlin so I'm going to stick with that, and I decided to go outside just to talk, all the guys were smoking hooka...including Brian. I know he sensed my displeasure because he turned around and saw me giving him the death look. The rest of the night I completely ignored him. I refused to talk to him at all (not like I was able to anyways if I wanted to. He spent the whole night pretty much in the back yard talking to Eric, Caitlin's brother) and if I had to, I kept it short and to the point. What we didn't know is Kim and Anthony planned to spend the night...and they kind of forgot we all took the same car to get here, so we didn't have much of a choice but to spend the night either. After the girls went back inside, we decided to watch TV for the next few hours. At one in the morning, Kim decided to go to bed and the boys were still outside talking. Kim essentially said fuck you to Anthony and went into one of the back rooms to sleep. Soon after I passed out on the couch. I woke up sometime later to Brian screaming in the back yard. I got up and glared at him through the window. He noticed me after facing Anthony to talk to him and I heard him say "I'm being glared at. I'll be right back guys." before he came inside. After closing the door, he told me he was sorry for pissing me off and he knows what he did crossed the line tonight and he's going to make it up to me. I pretty much passed out when talking to him, so he carried me into another bedroom and I woke up around 10 or so with Brian cuddling me from behind. He looks too damn cute when he sleeps, I couldn't stay mad at him. When everyone got up and after about a half hour of watching theme songs from the best TV shows of the 90's, we all went to breakfast at Denny's. Brian was being sweet and trying to make me feel better, so he bought me a strawberry shake :) We then went home and spent the rest of the day doing something I don't even remember. What I would like to know though is, do you think I was justified in getting mad at him or was that unnecessarily cruel? There's no right or wrong asnwers and this is completely an opinion-orienteted question and there's no need to feel obligated to sugar-coat anything. Give it to me straight and as bluntly as possible.
Brian decided he wanted to hang out with his friend Anthony and his girlfriend Kimberly and he wanted me to be with him. I was thinking okay, cool. Why not? I know Anthony and he's really cool and, from what I've heard, Kim is really chill too, so i agreed. I had no idea what the plan was. All I knew was we were going to pick Kim up from work at 7 and then just hang out afterwards. Long story short, we ended up dropping them off at Anthony's house where they took his car and followed Brian and I back to his grandparent's house, where we dropped his car off and hopped into Anthony's car. We ended up going to Santa Clara for a party at one of their friend's houses. The one thing I can't stand and I still don't know to this day why it bothers me is smoking. Not just cigarettes, but hooka, weed, cigars, etc. Brian smokes cigars (which I'm not okay with) and the smell of weed makes me extremely nauseous and I don't like the sheer idea of hooka. Again, still have no idea why. Well I found out the hard way, there's a large pink hooka in the back yard. And when Kim, I can't remember her name right now but I think it's Caitlin so I'm going to stick with that, and I decided to go outside just to talk, all the guys were smoking hooka...including Brian. I know he sensed my displeasure because he turned around and saw me giving him the death look. The rest of the night I completely ignored him. I refused to talk to him at all (not like I was able to anyways if I wanted to. He spent the whole night pretty much in the back yard talking to Eric, Caitlin's brother) and if I had to, I kept it short and to the point. What we didn't know is Kim and Anthony planned to spend the night...and they kind of forgot we all took the same car to get here, so we didn't have much of a choice but to spend the night either. After the girls went back inside, we decided to watch TV for the next few hours. At one in the morning, Kim decided to go to bed and the boys were still outside talking. Kim essentially said fuck you to Anthony and went into one of the back rooms to sleep. Soon after I passed out on the couch. I woke up sometime later to Brian screaming in the back yard. I got up and glared at him through the window. He noticed me after facing Anthony to talk to him and I heard him say "I'm being glared at. I'll be right back guys." before he came inside. After closing the door, he told me he was sorry for pissing me off and he knows what he did crossed the line tonight and he's going to make it up to me. I pretty much passed out when talking to him, so he carried me into another bedroom and I woke up around 10 or so with Brian cuddling me from behind. He looks too damn cute when he sleeps, I couldn't stay mad at him. When everyone got up and after about a half hour of watching theme songs from the best TV shows of the 90's, we all went to breakfast at Denny's. Brian was being sweet and trying to make me feel better, so he bought me a strawberry shake :) We then went home and spent the rest of the day doing something I don't even remember. What I would like to know though is, do you think I was justified in getting mad at him or was that unnecessarily cruel? There's no right or wrong asnwers and this is completely an opinion-orienteted question and there's no need to feel obligated to sugar-coat anything. Give it to me straight and as bluntly as possible.
