Life...

We'll, I've tried to hand write in a notebook to make it more convenient for myself to write down my thoughts, but my wrist can't handle it. The last few weeks have been crazy, and I'm not exactly sure why I haven't been keeping up with writing since I'm sure that it would have helped me from having so may panic attacks.

Long story short, I was fighting with Nathan a lot, and it was bad. I was afraid for about two weeks that we would be breaking up because it seemed like neither one of us could handle the fighting anymore. It was (and still kind of is) tearing us apart on the inside, but I told him a million times over that I'm not going to give up on our relationship until he looks me dead in the face and tells me he wants nothing to do with me anymore. Every little thing has been getting to the both of us and we're both taking it out on each other. I have enough to deal with at home with school and work and he has a lot of problems to deal with too. He got into a car accident about 3 weeks ago, which essentially totaled his car, and now he's stuck riding in his dad's POS until he can find another car. On top of the car issue, which is causing enough problems between us, he also has to deal with his house roof leaking and is now having to spend money on that.

The last couple of days have thankfully been really great. No fighting, we've been laughing and getting along like we used to in the beginning. I just want things to permanently stay this way, that way I can graduate from school, move in with him, get engaged and get married. I know that he's the love of my life and I don't want to spend it with anyone else but him. I've already told him if we, god forbid, break up, that I wouldn't date anyone else every again. I know that I'm young, but he's shown me what true love is and I know that I won't be able to find that in anyone else.

Besides my relationship issues, I've also been dealing with some issues with people at work. This one girl was supposed to quit, which I was happy about cause she's a BITCH and she thinks that she runs everything. Sadly, I got the news that she actually isn't leaving, which makes my life more miserable. On top of that, I screwed up at work the other night and ruined our black aprons when I washed them. Instead of treating this issue like adults, my boss decides to rip me a new one and tell me that I'll need a lesson on how to wash clothes so I don't ruin a customer's order. That pissed me off in and of itself because I've been doing laundry since I was 10, I think I know how to do it. I just don't get why I'm being treated like a child when this is a petty mistake and it's the only one I made since I've started. It'll be interesting going back into work and dealing with my boss. We'll see and I'll keep it updated....