Thats the problem with the world I think. We all need to pretend to be some sort of envious perfection, when its far from reality. Reality isn’t perfect. Reality is something that you hear from the skeletons in your closet, screaming in defeating horror.
Today, I worked the midnight shift @ work. Our close friend was coming over for a visit. Vlado decided they would hit up the bar and play some pool.
….and I panicked. Not only is my boyfriend gorgeous with similarities to Matt Dillion, but he is the guy whose going to stop and help you get your car started. The guy (and I’ve seen this!) who races out of his car to go help a collapsed elderly woman up..and she was crying, and he was hugging her.
*pause* No. For real.
Which one is Matt Dillon?!?! WHICH ONE?!?! … (haha you thought I was gonna show pictures of him hugging an elderly woman.. not even important compared to Matt Dillion.. because I’m a gigantic asshole like that)
Where was I? Oh yah.
Usually, he’s like, “I’m gonna go hang out at my friend’s house whose girlfriends friend wants me” and I’m like, “Peace out gangster love you like whoa”- we usually are a smooth sailing relationship when it comes to trust and security.
He makes me feel safe and I’m a work in progress – I’ve done some pretty weird things during my “party without Vlado” moments. (But I’m pretty darn cute so I got the boy hooked, lined, and sunk.) Lets leave it at almost falling into the river, taking a photograph of some stranger taking a pee, copious amounts of alcohol, a car accident and a lululemon skirt when it wasn’t the most appropriate time as I wasn’t at the gym. Nothing stupid or flirty, or serious – just some kinda dim judgement calls…that I find hilarious and he finds obnoxious.
Tonight was weird. I didn’t want him out partying while I was at work. I didn’t want him in the sea of (much more) beautiful women (then yours’ truly). I don’t know why. In our city, the Northern lights were out so lets blame them for my weird emotional mood. So I pulled the gross jealous girlfriend act. I slammed a few doors, uttered a few threats, cried, and stormed to bed.Then ran back in the room and did it all over again for EXTRA dramatic effect while he stared at me, wide-eyed, and confused. No Vlado, that wasn’t de ja vu, just your girlfriend being retarded.
He left, feeling awful and secretly semi-happy to be away from me. I fell asleep.
I woke up an hour later to his phone call.
Vlado: uhm. Hi. Just making sure you’re awake for work..
Audge: Duh. I’m obviously awake.
Vlado:…………..Okay.. well, I love you..
Audge: Yup. Is that everything? Bye. *click* (Girls= such bitches!)
I’m pissed off and seething, making ridiculous plans to sleep at my moms tomorrow, leaving every single drawer open because he hates it with a passion.. “Screw you buddy. You wanna go for a beer while I sleep? WATCH ME OPEN THESE DRAWERS AND PISS YOU OFF.” – Yah. Mature. Then I went to work.
….ten minutes into work, he bbm’s me to come outside. Standing there is him with a gigantic grin, holding two cups of Tim Hortons.
…One for me.. and one for my co-worker.
Hey Vlado, Did you know I love you?
PS: Fully aware he is probably doing the scared shitless dance and throwing Tim Hortons tidbits in my face to make me be quiet. Just shows how awesome he knows me!
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