"The Wedding"

So about 6 weeks ago, Bobby and I heard his friend Rachel was planning to get married. She is freshly 20 and has only been with the guy for 4 months, so of course there were critics (us included) at the wedding, especially when the wedding started 30 minutes late!! Everyone's faces were hysterical, including mine. But before all of this worry about who left who at the altar, I could not stopping aweing at how gorgeous everything was! Rachel's family was known to have some bank, but planning a wedding in 1 MONTH that turned out like that, really surprised us all. I guess it's amazing what money can get you. Anyway, as I am picking out certain things that I like, Bobby parents show up to sit next to us. I knew ahead of time they were going so assumed we'd sit together, but I also dreaded it! I knew they would be thinking that I would get wedding fever and trick Bobby somehow to popping the question. Apparently his Dad had no problem voicing it, because he looked at Bobby and said "Don't get any ideas." I could have slapped the bastard across his face. Why not get any ideas? What's so wrong with being in love and realizing you could spend forever with someone?? I've always known their mindsets are different from mine and Bobby's, but that just started me off thinking what an asshole. I know they think I'm some hussy who has stolen away their baby, but they have to let go. Anyway, I was grinding my teeth so hard I forgot that the bride and groom still hadn't shown up, but finally they did, and the ceremony was great. Rachel looked pretty and she seemed so happy, which quelled all of our doubts leading up to that day. Anyway, while waiting for the wedding party to take all of their photos, we all crowded into a foyer and snacked on sushi. Everyone was wondering the same thing: We get a full-course meal right? (which we did) But standing around snacking on sushi and joining at the bar was nice, except when Bobby and I noticed other underage kids drinking. Some of them were younger than us, so I figured I'd give it a shot to ask. I was completely denied when she asked for my id and I did not want to present it, so we gave up. I complained to Bobby's mom, that all I wanted was a glass of wine. Now, it's very rare for me to want to do or say things like this in front of his parents because they are definitely on the coservative side of things and there is no gray, only black and white to them. Anyway, Bobby tried again right before we went into the dining hall to eat, and actually was able to get both of us a drink, me a glass of wine, and him a beer. His dad made this incredibly distressed face like he was about to have a coronary, when he stated "You're not 21!" - like maybe Bobby had forgotten. Bobby said, "Well, they let me have it." And shrugged it off. Then he got all concerned about who was going to drive us home if we both were drinking and I decided to make a little joke to lighten the mood: "He's a lightweight, so I will drive." He didn't think it was funny and that was the last time we spoke to him, and he spoke to us, all evening.
Anyway, things got worse on our second beer, at least 45 minutes after the first, when a hotel manager came up and asked Bobby for his ID. He said a lot of people were drinking underage and they were not allowed. Bobby then told the guy he was here with his parents, who never once spoke up and said "Yes, he's with us, so it's not a big deal." They both sat there with faces like "I told you so" and "You got what you deserved" While Bobby was being humiliated by this guy. Luckily the guy gave him a mini lecture saying he would allow it because his parents were here. I was not only mortified, but royally ticked off that from that moment on, his dad would shoot me glares across the table. Bobby was feeling his wrath too, and was so uncomfortable, we decided to leave.
I finally feel comfortable around them to be myself, and not only do we get busted, but we also get a response to how they feel about me being me, which is you dumb little girl, at least that's what was written all over his father's face.
I am still very upset over the whole ordeal, but there isn't a whole lot that I can do, except not care how they feel, which is easier said than done. I'd love to say, you know what I do what I wanna do, and you can like me or fight me, but I care for Bobby and his comfort levels too much. I would never wanna draw a bridge between him and his family, even though, even he was upset with them last night. He said later on as we were laying on our bed feeling sorry for ourselves and the night we had: "I'm going to punish them by not seeing them for a while. Let's move to Singapore and never visit." A devilish smile appeared on our faces...

Preface (part II)

Okay, so back to about me...
Like I said I have a lot of things to be thankful for. I landed this really awesome job over a year ago at Verizon Wireless. It came at the perfect time and really helped me get my $hit together, which was much much needed. Also, someone would later tell me, I got what I was destined to out of it, which is my boyfriend Bobby, who I met in circuit city where my VZW kiosk was. Anyway, it was a fantastic opportunity for me. I met some really great people, I had a pretty fun job and I got paid more than most people at my age would get paid, plus the benefits were very noteworthy, as were other perks like free phone service, etc. Sadly, I made a mistake a little over a year into it and put in my notice to go to another job, which ended up not working out. When trying to retract my notice, my immediate supervisor, area manager and even district manager were all glad that I changed my mind, however, human resources would not allow it, and despite my begging, my last day on my notice letter ended up my last day. So I've currently been without a job for a while now, at least since December 23, but I finally got a job at Duke's, a restaurant/bar, which is not my number one choice or even my number 5 choice of things I'd like to be doing, but I need the money, and the job is convenient for now.
I am pretty behind on money. From a previous tough time, I have about $1100 in debt, which is minimal according to some people, but then over the past year and a half have accumulated an additional $1500 or more. I have a fair amount of expenses to cover, so these things are not top priority to pay off. I have monthly rent, electricity, car insurance, groceries, gas, etc. Also, I recently purchased my new best friend, Zoey, who is my matlese-shih-tzu baby. I absolutely adore her, and although she is expensive, I've got an obligation to take care of her the way she deserves. Bobby, my guy, left Circuit and has a pretty good-paying job with Sony, but his drive is 35 minutes away, and although he was hired on with a position as a computer tech, he rarely gets to actually work on the computers and instead his day is spent shipping them off to other techs. Needless to say, he is ready for a change, but as of now, at least we are both employed!
I figured I'd post some pretty important pictures of my peoples:
so the guy with the money is my man, Bobby aka Bobs, Boo, Baby, etc.
the kid with me in the other pic is Ethan, my favorite kid ever, who i will definitely mention often.
The other kid who looks similar to Ethan is my new little brother, Luka
The pretty lady with the cute puppy is my mom (aka me in 20 or less years) with JoJo ( who is the sister of my Zoey Bell )
The handsome skinny man in white is my stepdad Aaron
And finally the cute black fluff is my Zoey.

Preface (part I)

First blog on the new site. Any followers would probably want to know a little bit about me. I am 20 years old and so far have had a pretty amazing life. I had some struggles as a teen, but then again, that seems pretty common. I rebelled and kicked back at my parents on a pretty regular basis, seemingly without much reason at all. Most of the time I was getting grounded over going to some party that I was miserable at, or for losing my virginity to a guy I hated. Maybe I loved misery at the time. Not so much anymore. I've had a fair amount of it, and pretty much hate it. I tried the whole college thing on and off, and it hasn't seemed to work out just yet, but I have faith that one day I will make it happen for me, because I want it to. I dated one super nice guy at the end of my senior year of high school and into college, but I guess one day I just realized I didn't care for him the way I thought I did. I got into this really great college club that was probably the funnest times of my life and have bonded me to the University of Oklahoma for life! Sadly, I moved on from Oklahoma, mostly from homesickness and mostly for a guy. The worst guy of them all. The kind of guy that destroys a girl and turns her into everything she thought she'd never become. I put up with abuse and pain because I thought it made love seem stronger. I was oh so wrong and will never make that mistake again! 2 years later with my head on straight I found the greatest guy of them all, Bobby, who all followers will hear tons about! Anyway, unfortunetly before I found Mr. Right, Mr. Wrong pulled me down in a hard way. He introduced me to bad people and I started doing bad things, like drugs, that I struggle to forget to this day. This is why I am so hard on myself sometimes. I am terrified of resorting back to the bottom. BUT, I have high hopes that this will NEVER happen. I have some Really amazing things to be proud and thankful of.
For starters I have a wonderful family - yes, the same family I struggled against once upon a time. I started off with one awesome little brother with Down syndrome, but now I have two! Two blessings, two handfuls. Ethan is 7 and Luka is 4. My mom and stepdad, Aaron adopted Luka over the summer and he has been a part of the family ever since! I also have an older brother who has a kid of his own, Alex. All very cool little dudes.
I also am very grateful for the life I've made for myself thus far! I met a girl today is Tongan and said basically they live with their parents until they get married, and she was jealous that I knew how to take care of myself so well. I have my own apartment, well I share with my amazing guy, BOBS, and we have lots of nice furniture. I have my own car with my own insurance and everything I have is thanks to me (with a little love and support from the parents every now and then, but I've started off strong).
I will have to continue the preface later, because Bobby and I started this new workout program called Power90x and its a daily thing. Today the workout is called Kenpo and it's an hour and a half. Seeing as how it's 12:20a.m., Bobby is buggin me to get started : P
To be continued...