Sunday, January 30, 2011

This Friday was almost the biggest day of my life...

until I completely ruined it. My sisters and I went shopping and to lunch and then decided to go see the 4:45 showing of Tangled. I knew Weston wouldn't want to go shopping but invited him to the movie and he agreed to go. After not seeing him in 3 days I was, naturally, very excited. Well, 20 minutes or so before the movie starts, Weston texts and asks if we're going to Stadium 8. I had no idea what the theater's name is and responded saying just that, and that it's the theater in Providence. Now, Providence, as we know, is a tiny little town with only 1 theater in it... evidently Weston doesn't know that. This is where our frustration began. He thought we were still at the mall and had gone there, so I said to just meet us at Rebecca's house. He replied with "ugh fine" and that is where our fight started. I told him that he could just meet us at the theater in Providence, he asked for an address and I couldn't give it, so a few choice texts later and he said to forget it he was just going to go home and go to bed. I was furious by this point with him being such a child and saying he didn't have enough time and prior notice (even though, I would like to point out, I have him 2 hours notice!) to do what he needed to do. "oh for crying out loud!" I though, "it takes 10 minutes to drive there, 2 to buy a ticket, 5 to get popcorn and a drink... what're you freaking out about!!?!?" So I enjoyed the movie with Susann and Sean and talked with Weston immediately after the movie ended and said we needed to talk, because fighting over something as stupid as a movie is ridiculous. He, still a little heated, said it wasn't just about a movie... then admitted that he was going to propose in the theater; he had it all planned out *jaw drops to the floor and Erica's angry little heart turns immediately to disappointment and guilt* crap crap crap crap CRAP!!!!! Now he has to think of a whole new way to ask. Remind me next time to just assume the best... and stop being a dumb girl.

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