Crazy. Ranting.
WHOA. It's been four months since I posted anything. That's not a long time at all.
So many things have happened since then! One of which I really need to have a rant on because I feel like no one gets or sees what I'm seeing...so now I feel like I'm the one who's taken some high dose of crazy pills and need am in desperate need of someone; ANYONE to hear me out.
*Cue long and exhausting background story from beginning to end*
I suppose I should start with my boyfriend's brother. He's an Azusa University Philosophy major who is going into his second year into becoming a lawyer. When I first met him, he seemed to not take me seriously and he came off (in my opinion, obviously) a bit arrogant and not as friendly as I would have hoped. So that already made it hard for me to fit in with my boyfriend's family.
After a few months that my boyfriend and I had been seeing each other, his brother starts seeing this girl who is a bit older than him but is (from what I've seen from then till now) exactly who I wanted to be but NOT wanted to be as an adult. Let me explain that crazy sentence. She is a graduate from THE acting school that I so desperately wanted to go to, and everyone in his family thinks she's just the epitome of amazing because she cooks vegan food and plays guitar. I HATE almost all vegan food and I don't know, but the last time I checked, being able to pluck a few strings here and there doesn't make you a good guitar player.
Was I jealous of her? Probably. I had a bit of a hard upbringing while she was surrounded by great parents who home-schooled her and good sisters who look out for each other. So my high level of awkward quirky personality disorder took a while for my boyfriend's family to get used to while she just fit in right away. By the way, and I really don't mean to make this a race issue, my boyfriend's family is all white as well as his brother's girlfriend, making me the one who stands out in terms of culture, upbringing, and behavior.
Moving on, so a few months pass and she goes to Arizona to see her sister who is about to give birth to her first born. When she comes back, my boyfriend's brother proposes. Mind you, he had not started law school yet and barely had any money to get married to begin with. This is after a FEW MONTHS PEOPLE!
Maybe I'm just not used to the shotgun wedding deal (when there isn't a pregnant bride involved anyway) but I was a bit shocked by how everyone in their families were totally okay with it. I mean, they were dating for less than six months! Maybe I need to ask someone like Khloe Kardashian to understand that.
Anyway, so they plan for a wedding in December, then decide in JULY to have the wedding in AUGUST. WHAT?? And his family was still hunky dory about it!
By the way, if this happened to me or anyone else, I promise you that my boyfriend's family would have had something about it; not in their soon to be daughter-in-law's case though apparently.
I guess being "perfect" means you can get away with anything. Blegh.
So they get married and my boyfriend's brother starts law school the second day after the wedding. Then they move and begin their lives living on one income in a scary looking apartment in Hollywood.
While this is all happening my boyfriend's now sister in law decides to pursue a music career to become famous. Here is a link to hear one of her original songs. She sings about talking to the breeze and the moon. Wth?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzF5g6Z5eKM
What do you think? She can totally fit in with all the other mainstream artists right?? **cue sarcastic aura hovering over me while I say that last sentence**
Mind you, my boyfriend's mom thinks she's is so amazing at singing and songwriting that she can definitely become famous. WHAT.
Continuing on with this ranting, holidays and birthdays pass for less than a year of marriage and they now have a dog.
Her name is Piper. They rescued her.
Let me define their version of rescue. The dog has been house trained already. It just moved to a foster home because the family didn't want to keep it.
She literally is a wet blanket.
I love dogs and I think she is the most boring thing I've ever tried to play with.
She does not fetch, she's not allowed to jump on people or in general, she keeps whining when her owners are gone even if there are people still in the house, she is not playful in the sense she won't wrestle around or anything, and she lives in an apartment where there is hardly any space to run around or be a dog.
They got her to get my boyfriend's sister in law to stop being so baby crazy.
She is OBSESSED with babies and having her own.
Here's the breakdown so far: Arrogant brother
Arrogant wife
One income
Brother in law school
Baby crazy wife
Wet blanket dog
Somehow = PERFECT COUPLE
In May, they decide to take a two week honeymoon in Spain. So they make me and my boyfriend babysit the dog pretty much the WHOLE TIME.
I didn't mention this earlier, but you can LITERALLY not leave her alone. She is not a normal dog who you can trust to behave while alone in a house.
Six weeks after they come back they find out they are pregnant, and this seriously is the conversation I had with my boyfriend's mom.
Bf's mom: So what do you think of Uncle _____???
Me: It's great but how did it happen?
Bf's mom: Well, and take a lesson from them, THEY were trying NOT to get pregnant.
Me: O.o? How?
Bf's mom: Well they were using condoms.
Me: Nothing else?
Bf's mom: Yeah.
Me: But condoms are not 100% guaranteed. Was she taking birth control?
Bf's mom: Well she tried two kinds and decided to stop because they were making her feel sick.
Me: Only two kinds? Why didn't she ask her doctor if there was something else she could try?
Bf's mom: Yeah you're right about that. I guess she doesn't want to put any kind of chemical inside her, you know?
Me: O.o?? So how can they really be trying not to get pregnant when they were only using condoms?
Bf's mom: I don't know. But I get to be a grandma! Yay!!
Me: **If this happened to my boyfriend and I in the same situation, she would be much more upset. WOW.**
Fast forward two weeks. My boyfriend's sister in law doesn't want to tell anyone until after three months because of the whole miscarriage possibility.
I come from a culture where a pregnancy is something you share with your whole family right away because of the joy it brings no matter what the circumstances and the danger. Also, and I know I'm not a doctor or nurse, but I feel like having a baby has it's dangers and it's joys both for mother and child so why would you still hide it from your loved ones? Because you'll feel embarrassed or ashamed? That's what family is for, to help get you through it.
I don' know.
Anyway, she decides to post it on Facebook BEFORE telling even the grandparents. Wth, seriously?
And not until my boyfriend's mom says anything about telling them that they actually try calling them.
So now I'm currently at a beach house up north with my boyfriend's parents, his brother and his wife, and a couple of my boyfriend's friends trying to have a good time while also having to constantly listen to conversations about how perfect their baby is gonna be, how great they'll be as parents, how perfect a family they're going to have, blah blah blah blah.
I'm crazy aren't I?
I guess I hate being in their shadow, you know?
They constantly boast about how cute they are and how they get seniority over everything just because they're older and they're married. How's that fair? They get whatever they no matter if my boyfriend and I have a good argument against it.
Oh well.
Here's another thing, my boyfriend's brother is still waiting to see where he'll be able to go to in the fall for his second year of law school and they decided to move BACK in with the parents for "two weeks" until they find out. WHAT. And the parents are totally okay with this? This means a lot of moving things around just for them for two weeks.
Did you guys know that you could ask your superintendent for a prorate just for the two weeks so that you don't have to move EVERYTHING you have? And also your pregnant wife wouldn't have to deal with moving so much in such little time. But of course, I don't know anything because I'm not married or older.
Whatever.
There really is so much more to rant about on this because I feel like no one understands what I'm feeling right now, not even my boyfriend. I'll just have to leave for another post some other day.
If you actually read this whole thing, I am SO SHOCKED and impressed that you got to this point, so mucho kudos to you!
And most of all, thank you for reading. It means a lot.
So many things have happened since then! One of which I really need to have a rant on because I feel like no one gets or sees what I'm seeing...so now I feel like I'm the one who's taken some high dose of crazy pills and need am in desperate need of someone; ANYONE to hear me out.
*Cue long and exhausting background story from beginning to end*
I suppose I should start with my boyfriend's brother. He's an Azusa University Philosophy major who is going into his second year into becoming a lawyer. When I first met him, he seemed to not take me seriously and he came off (in my opinion, obviously) a bit arrogant and not as friendly as I would have hoped. So that already made it hard for me to fit in with my boyfriend's family.
After a few months that my boyfriend and I had been seeing each other, his brother starts seeing this girl who is a bit older than him but is (from what I've seen from then till now) exactly who I wanted to be but NOT wanted to be as an adult. Let me explain that crazy sentence. She is a graduate from THE acting school that I so desperately wanted to go to, and everyone in his family thinks she's just the epitome of amazing because she cooks vegan food and plays guitar. I HATE almost all vegan food and I don't know, but the last time I checked, being able to pluck a few strings here and there doesn't make you a good guitar player.
Was I jealous of her? Probably. I had a bit of a hard upbringing while she was surrounded by great parents who home-schooled her and good sisters who look out for each other. So my high level of awkward quirky personality disorder took a while for my boyfriend's family to get used to while she just fit in right away. By the way, and I really don't mean to make this a race issue, my boyfriend's family is all white as well as his brother's girlfriend, making me the one who stands out in terms of culture, upbringing, and behavior.
Moving on, so a few months pass and she goes to Arizona to see her sister who is about to give birth to her first born. When she comes back, my boyfriend's brother proposes. Mind you, he had not started law school yet and barely had any money to get married to begin with. This is after a FEW MONTHS PEOPLE!
Maybe I'm just not used to the shotgun wedding deal (when there isn't a pregnant bride involved anyway) but I was a bit shocked by how everyone in their families were totally okay with it. I mean, they were dating for less than six months! Maybe I need to ask someone like Khloe Kardashian to understand that.
Anyway, so they plan for a wedding in December, then decide in JULY to have the wedding in AUGUST. WHAT?? And his family was still hunky dory about it!
By the way, if this happened to me or anyone else, I promise you that my boyfriend's family would have had something about it; not in their soon to be daughter-in-law's case though apparently.
I guess being "perfect" means you can get away with anything. Blegh.
So they get married and my boyfriend's brother starts law school the second day after the wedding. Then they move and begin their lives living on one income in a scary looking apartment in Hollywood.
While this is all happening my boyfriend's now sister in law decides to pursue a music career to become famous. Here is a link to hear one of her original songs. She sings about talking to the breeze and the moon. Wth?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzF5g6Z5eKM
What do you think? She can totally fit in with all the other mainstream artists right?? **cue sarcastic aura hovering over me while I say that last sentence**
Mind you, my boyfriend's mom thinks she's is so amazing at singing and songwriting that she can definitely become famous. WHAT.
Continuing on with this ranting, holidays and birthdays pass for less than a year of marriage and they now have a dog.
Her name is Piper. They rescued her.
Let me define their version of rescue. The dog has been house trained already. It just moved to a foster home because the family didn't want to keep it.
She literally is a wet blanket.
I love dogs and I think she is the most boring thing I've ever tried to play with.
She does not fetch, she's not allowed to jump on people or in general, she keeps whining when her owners are gone even if there are people still in the house, she is not playful in the sense she won't wrestle around or anything, and she lives in an apartment where there is hardly any space to run around or be a dog.
They got her to get my boyfriend's sister in law to stop being so baby crazy.
She is OBSESSED with babies and having her own.
Here's the breakdown so far: Arrogant brother
Arrogant wife
One income
Brother in law school
Baby crazy wife
Wet blanket dog
Somehow = PERFECT COUPLE
In May, they decide to take a two week honeymoon in Spain. So they make me and my boyfriend babysit the dog pretty much the WHOLE TIME.
I didn't mention this earlier, but you can LITERALLY not leave her alone. She is not a normal dog who you can trust to behave while alone in a house.
Six weeks after they come back they find out they are pregnant, and this seriously is the conversation I had with my boyfriend's mom.
Bf's mom: So what do you think of Uncle _____???
Me: It's great but how did it happen?
Bf's mom: Well, and take a lesson from them, THEY were trying NOT to get pregnant.
Me: O.o? How?
Bf's mom: Well they were using condoms.
Me: Nothing else?
Bf's mom: Yeah.
Me: But condoms are not 100% guaranteed. Was she taking birth control?
Bf's mom: Well she tried two kinds and decided to stop because they were making her feel sick.
Me: Only two kinds? Why didn't she ask her doctor if there was something else she could try?
Bf's mom: Yeah you're right about that. I guess she doesn't want to put any kind of chemical inside her, you know?
Me: O.o?? So how can they really be trying not to get pregnant when they were only using condoms?
Bf's mom: I don't know. But I get to be a grandma! Yay!!
Me: **If this happened to my boyfriend and I in the same situation, she would be much more upset. WOW.**
Fast forward two weeks. My boyfriend's sister in law doesn't want to tell anyone until after three months because of the whole miscarriage possibility.
I come from a culture where a pregnancy is something you share with your whole family right away because of the joy it brings no matter what the circumstances and the danger. Also, and I know I'm not a doctor or nurse, but I feel like having a baby has it's dangers and it's joys both for mother and child so why would you still hide it from your loved ones? Because you'll feel embarrassed or ashamed? That's what family is for, to help get you through it.
I don' know.
Anyway, she decides to post it on Facebook BEFORE telling even the grandparents. Wth, seriously?
And not until my boyfriend's mom says anything about telling them that they actually try calling them.
So now I'm currently at a beach house up north with my boyfriend's parents, his brother and his wife, and a couple of my boyfriend's friends trying to have a good time while also having to constantly listen to conversations about how perfect their baby is gonna be, how great they'll be as parents, how perfect a family they're going to have, blah blah blah blah.
I'm crazy aren't I?
I guess I hate being in their shadow, you know?
They constantly boast about how cute they are and how they get seniority over everything just because they're older and they're married. How's that fair? They get whatever they no matter if my boyfriend and I have a good argument against it.
Oh well.
Here's another thing, my boyfriend's brother is still waiting to see where he'll be able to go to in the fall for his second year of law school and they decided to move BACK in with the parents for "two weeks" until they find out. WHAT. And the parents are totally okay with this? This means a lot of moving things around just for them for two weeks.
Did you guys know that you could ask your superintendent for a prorate just for the two weeks so that you don't have to move EVERYTHING you have? And also your pregnant wife wouldn't have to deal with moving so much in such little time. But of course, I don't know anything because I'm not married or older.
Whatever.
There really is so much more to rant about on this because I feel like no one understands what I'm feeling right now, not even my boyfriend. I'll just have to leave for another post some other day.
If you actually read this whole thing, I am SO SHOCKED and impressed that you got to this point, so mucho kudos to you!
And most of all, thank you for reading. It means a lot.