persephone

persephone
2002-06-07 14:37:43 (UTC)

6 June 2002

This is the first time I write in a diary after graduating
from high school, and the first time I’ve written in a
diary that anyone who wants to can read. My life is pretty
much at a standstill right now. I hate my job, because
it’s the third place I’ve worked with food (yuck!), and
they give me the most inconvenient hours (evenings, when
I'd rather be out with friends), so I’m quitting now
because my boyfriend Rick finally got a job and since I
bought him whatever last summer, he’s paying me back.

Finally, last night I got the big talk off my chest. I
used to have this really silly mentality in high school
that the guy I was with then would be with me forever. But
we went off for a while and talked about it, and realized
that me being 17, and him being 19, we’re nowhere near the
right age for marriage, even if his 19-year-old friend got
married two weeks ago, even if we've been dating for a year
and three months. I mean, I can’t imagine just going off
to college with my single friends and just blowing off guys
just because I have a boyfriend 1,000 miles
away. That’s just absurd. I don't want to just say that
I'll be with him either and then just do whatever I
please. I'd much rather just be honest and just let my bf
know that yes, I want to date around in college, and I
encourage him to do the same. I want to be able to
experience college to the fullest and not let someone
halfway across the country hold me back. It’s only fair to
both of us, and it will save us so much grief in the end.




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