I hate being home alone. It's boring. Not to mention, I can't find my book and that makes me unhappy. As small as this apartment is, I shouldn't lose anything. Yet I've managed to lose my book, twice, my shoes and a few other things. WTFWJD!?!?! I'll have Steven help me look for it when he gets home. He tends to be able to find my things better than I can.
So the fifth was Steven and I's one month anniversary! We spent the whole day cuddling and all of that stuff. It was so nice. Then the next day, we decided to take the kids to his parents' to go swimming. They're so nice! ^w^ They really liked me and I like them as well. I got to meet Steven's little brother, who's one year older than I am. Even though I was out in the sun for a couple hours, I got no tan at all and that upsets me. I need color! Damn! I had a lot of fun and that's the first set of parents that have liked me! For some odd reason, every boyfriend's parents I've ever met haven't liked me. I don't know why, but I'm just unliked by parents. Oh well. Doesn't matter now, does it?
So people are really starting to get on my nerves with the jokes about me being too young for Steven and vice-versa. Age is only a number and I'm far more mature than his ex-ex-girlfriend who keeps calling me a bitch and cracking her stupid little jokes, though she's never met me a day in her life. Her jealousy of me having Steven makes me smile. She's twenty-six and I act way more mature than her. She needs to grow up.
But it feels like no one has faith in us at all. I love him very much and I don't mind at all that he's nine years older than me. He's perfect for me and if no one can handle that, then screw them!
Well, just thought I'd let everyone know I was still alive! I have to clean up before Steven gets home. Send me love!!!
Love,
Rainbow
So the fifth was Steven and I's one month anniversary! We spent the whole day cuddling and all of that stuff. It was so nice. Then the next day, we decided to take the kids to his parents' to go swimming. They're so nice! ^w^ They really liked me and I like them as well. I got to meet Steven's little brother, who's one year older than I am. Even though I was out in the sun for a couple hours, I got no tan at all and that upsets me. I need color! Damn! I had a lot of fun and that's the first set of parents that have liked me! For some odd reason, every boyfriend's parents I've ever met haven't liked me. I don't know why, but I'm just unliked by parents. Oh well. Doesn't matter now, does it?
So people are really starting to get on my nerves with the jokes about me being too young for Steven and vice-versa. Age is only a number and I'm far more mature than his ex-ex-girlfriend who keeps calling me a bitch and cracking her stupid little jokes, though she's never met me a day in her life. Her jealousy of me having Steven makes me smile. She's twenty-six and I act way more mature than her. She needs to grow up.
But it feels like no one has faith in us at all. I love him very much and I don't mind at all that he's nine years older than me. He's perfect for me and if no one can handle that, then screw them!
Well, just thought I'd let everyone know I was still alive! I have to clean up before Steven gets home. Send me love!!!
Love,
Rainbow
JULY 2008












