I am a single girl, who likes a boy, but sleeps in the same bed as her ex boyfriend, because I am homeless otherwise. We were dating, then we broke up, I had nowhere else to go so he let me stay with him. Nice guy, kinda....
So I get home on Sunday night, feeling awful. I was feeling so sick and tired that I just went straight to bed. I give props to Skyler to making it all the way to my house from Provo, which is 20 minutes away, and back home a half hour away from Provo, he is such a trooper, I kind of am idolizing him for it in fact. But I get home go to bed and stay home on Monday. Landon, the ex, comes home from hell knows what and asks me if I have found a place to live. I say yes but not until October. He then tells me I have until Friday to get all of my shit, from this house in Orem, and the other house in Spanish Fork, and myself out. Yeah....I had 3 days. Did I mention he found this out in the morning, and didn't tell me until oh, 10 p.m.?! Oh. Your. God. I was/am still pissed. Like really? As much as he wants me out, and as much as he was protecting my feelings, don't you think it would be, ya know, nice enough to tell me when I had FOUR days instead of 3?! Jesus probably hates him know because of that. *Landon I think might be gay for Jesus, just FYI. Like its bad. I get lectured about how I should love Jesus occasionally.
Luckily, I have this great friend named Alex, who is letting me live in his room with him. About 30 minutes after I heard the news I told him and he suggested that so I seized that window, obviously. I'm not retarded enough to be homeless. Funny thing is, I may have to share his bed....yeah....Another one of those awkward situations I get myself into.
I can honestly say I love my life and the crazy ass shit I put myself through. Like really, how many people do you know that sleep in the same bed as their ex? Yeah no one. You know why? Because they are ex's. These are my thoughts: "Brooke, you should sleep on the couch. Landon isn't your boyfriend anymore. And definitely DO NOT try and have sex with him!" "But Brooke, the couch is stupid and uncomfortable. And Landon is warm. Plus we have already had sex so what problem is it for one more pity sexytime?" "A lot of things. You need more morals."
I need to listen to my brain WAY more often.
So I get home on Sunday night, feeling awful. I was feeling so sick and tired that I just went straight to bed. I give props to Skyler to making it all the way to my house from Provo, which is 20 minutes away, and back home a half hour away from Provo, he is such a trooper, I kind of am idolizing him for it in fact. But I get home go to bed and stay home on Monday. Landon, the ex, comes home from hell knows what and asks me if I have found a place to live. I say yes but not until October. He then tells me I have until Friday to get all of my shit, from this house in Orem, and the other house in Spanish Fork, and myself out. Yeah....I had 3 days. Did I mention he found this out in the morning, and didn't tell me until oh, 10 p.m.?! Oh. Your. God. I was/am still pissed. Like really? As much as he wants me out, and as much as he was protecting my feelings, don't you think it would be, ya know, nice enough to tell me when I had FOUR days instead of 3?! Jesus probably hates him know because of that. *Landon I think might be gay for Jesus, just FYI. Like its bad. I get lectured about how I should love Jesus occasionally.
Luckily, I have this great friend named Alex, who is letting me live in his room with him. About 30 minutes after I heard the news I told him and he suggested that so I seized that window, obviously. I'm not retarded enough to be homeless. Funny thing is, I may have to share his bed....yeah....Another one of those awkward situations I get myself into.
I can honestly say I love my life and the crazy ass shit I put myself through. Like really, how many people do you know that sleep in the same bed as their ex? Yeah no one. You know why? Because they are ex's. These are my thoughts: "Brooke, you should sleep on the couch. Landon isn't your boyfriend anymore. And definitely DO NOT try and have sex with him!" "But Brooke, the couch is stupid and uncomfortable. And Landon is warm. Plus we have already had sex so what problem is it for one more pity sexytime?" "A lot of things. You need more morals."
I need to listen to my brain WAY more often.
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