So, I really love this song but this music video is a bit ridiculous and makes me laugh. I don’t understand why someone would spray strawberry juice on someone else to get them to wake up. Is that some sort of hangover cure in Latino culture that I don’t understand?
While I was putting all the stuff in my car and throwing a bunch of stuff out I started to stress because I kept feeling like I’m doing all this packing by myself. It wasn’t a lot of stuff and probably over half of what I’ll be taking with me to my boyfriend’s house when I move but it was the fact that he is three hours away and I feel like I’m doing all of this by myself. I know that I could ask him to help and he would make a point to come up here one of these weekends to take any extra stuff that I wanted to move with me but in my own head it doesn’t make sense for him to come and help when it should only take me a couple of trips in my car to get it all down there.
Wow I have bad grammar
Maybe I just miss him or maybe I’m just overly exhausted which causes me to over think everything. I think just the stress of moving is starting to hit me more and more and rather than finding a way to relax I start getting frustrated with someone because they aren’t stressed like me.
Pretty Selfish I guess.
Maybe I should just have an honest conversation with him this weekend and tell him that all I really need is for him to recognize what I am doing is stressful. Moving three hours away to live with the man of my dreams is certainly not the worst or the most difficult thing in the world but it is still a bit stressful.