Werd up! My head has not been in a good place the last few weeks. I am not where I want to be, and the situation i'm in feels like a damn prision. Hopefully, with all willing, this will be over by next week and i'll actually have some gnatly news to share. On top of that, I have to move by like August 10th (which screws me out of going to Florida). Move to where you ask? Well, not sure yet, but I have to be out of this hellhole by then. Maybe to Pinckney, maybe Harlem, maybe Compton, shit maybe another part of Grand Rapids (lol), who knows. It better be figured out by next weekend though or I am going to be moving to jail instead of a house.
So my brother and Teri are going to be graduating in a couple weeks, which (see above) I will not be able to head down to see, which sucks. I will be seeing them for awhile at my Dad's though which will be cool since they are off to La La land soon thereafter. At least now when I head to Vegas i'll have family less than 3 hours away. Congrats to them.
Ahhhh, well back to my tails after a month break. So Tara and I somehow meet and start dating, if you call it that. Well, whatever it was it was really cool for awhile. We hung out a lot and really got along well (in the beginning, i cant go too fast with this crap because these things because this relationship is too funny) and everything seemed to be working out on a good basis. I worked for Autozone at the time and still did live at my Mom's until around July. We had always hung out over at Shawn Moore's apt. and Gabe's apt. This usually was the case because I was only 20 at the time and we could actually drink between those places.
The first time we ever really did anything "as a couple" was try to head off to Tawas for a night. Now, me being me, I figured that it would be a good chance to "get away" and really see if I could stand longer than 3 hours with her and not get pissed. Good testing grounds also. So, that day I had Paul from work go buy some beer, Tara told her Mom (who I hadn't met yet) she was staying at a friends house and off we went. This seemed like the perfect plan, you know, hotel room, booze, and innocent little couple headed secretly to nowhere...hahaha. Well, it wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Nothing exciting happened unfortunately, but i did realize I could stand her more than a few hours.
See all the exciting, punishing, crazy, arguing, insane bullshit happens later into the relationship, which I will cover over the next little while. It probably will actually cheer me up a bit because how anyone survived those times is still beyond me.
Okay, so i'll be jumping ahead, but I have to cover meeting her parents and all. at first I was always the "dude who pulled up in his car and left" guy. I never went into the house or even got out of the car for the first couple of months. So finally one day I decide to go meet them. I get greeted by her mom with the, "So you're the one who's been dating my daughter." Bitch please, seriously, get over yourself. This "mom" didn't honestly give two shits about who or where her daughter was running off with/to each night, now all of a sudden, she cares. That started off great, then I meet her dad, who actually was a really laid back nice guy. He is about 10 years older than her mom, and I soon found out why he was so chill...he had a damn pot farm in the basement of the house. (Now some may wonder why I'm putting this here in virtual ink. I am because it's a damn truth. Whoever doesn't like it can get ahold of me and file complaint, and maybe for secrets sake, i'll do something, or maybe i'll just turn them around, slap their ass, and say "off you go.") Anywho, that is why, and I still can't figure how he could be so laid back, yet her mom, who smoked just as much was always on the warpath. Weird. I do remember that Christmas buying her a 24 pack of Milwaukee's Best and wrapping it up with a card that said, "If I had your kids, i'd be drinking too!" haha, funny cause I chose to date one of them.
This is actually making me feel a bit better...can't wait to pick it up with the good stuff tomorrow. Starting with moving out of my Mom's. That is honestly when it all started to go DOWN HILL. Like plllllllooooooop (splash).
Headed to see the Tigers on Friday. Woot Woot!!
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