Cover Your Face
I wonder how many times a day my boyfriend yells “BABY COVER YOUR FACE. I JUST FARTED” when I’m with him. I think I’m going to start counting.
Determinism and Love
A quote from Watchmen’s Dr. Manhattan which succinctly summarizes my beliefs of determinism in regards to love.
“Events with astronomical odds of occurring, like oxygen turning into gold. I’ve longed to witness such an event, and yet I neglect that in human coupling, millions upon millions of cells compete to create life, for generation after generation until, finally, your mother loves a man: Edward Blake, the Comedian, a man she has every reason to hate, and out of that contradiction, against unfathomable odds — only you — that emerged. To distill so specific a form, from all that chaos; it’s like turning air into gold. A miracle.”
These pictures represent some really interesting days in mine and Sean’s relationship. Although we had all these road trips and went to some really interesting places, these days are, by no means, my favorite days. Some of my favorite days were those days that the camera never caught, when we were just together. Days when we were just lazy together, watching movies and cuddling, or going out to eat at random restaurants and just getting to know each other even better, or just laying in bed while listening to music and talking about our opinions. He’s done so much for me. He takes care of me when I’m down or feeling sick. When I’m feeling horrible about something and I just want to hide from the world, I can just bury my face in his neck and he hugs me and tells me everything is going to be alright. I’m used to being that independent, strong girl 25/8, but I’ve finally found someone who I feel comfortable with enough to feel like I don’t always have to put my strong face on. I feel comfortable being vulnerable and admitting my weaknesses/mistakes with him. I’m not one for those lovey-dovey lines, but we just fit together so beautifully. Out of the billions of people on this earth, one other person was created so specifically to fit me perfectly. We love the same scents and hate the same scents. We love the way the other dresses. We finish each other’s sentences. We agree on culture values. We agree on political issues. We motivate each other to do better and to strive for more. He’s the guy I always knew I’d find and I feel like I’ve known him forever. I’m so grateful to have him in my life and I feel honored to be his girlfriend. I love him.
Summary of my wonderful Winter Break of 2011-2012.
A story about a creeper I had.
Background story: He taught piano at the same school I was teaching piano. He got angry at me because he thought I had feelings for a guitar teacher at the school (which I didn’t.) He apologized later that same day but the next week at work, he gave me a balloon. I left it unattended with some students at the school, and went to teach a student. After a while, I came back to the balloon and the students had pasted pictures all over the balloon. I thought it was funny and was laughing at it and showed it to him when he came in. His response was pulling out the receipt for the balloon, crumpling it up, throwing it at me and saying “why don’t you just return it?” Then promptly storming out (about 20 students between the ages of 5 and 14 were there to witness it.) He came back several minutes later, fuming with rage. He grabbed a pair of scissors out of a students hands and proceeded to stab the balloon repeatedly. He ended by crumpling it up and saying “we won’t be needing this anymore” and throwing it into the trash can. This is a conversation we had via Facebook message. I was 21 at the time, and he was 35-years-old and married.
December 5, 2010
Me: Hi Charles, I understand your feelings were hurt today. I got the message when you threw the balloon receipt at me, then again when you stabbed the balloon with the scissors. Saying it on Facebook was unnecessary. If you’re unhappy, you should tell me instead of publicly announcing it on Facebook or doing it in front of students at the workplace — we should maintain professional behavior especially in front of the students. That behavior between coworkers was extremely inappropriate, especially in front of students. I cannot stress enough how out of line it is to put children in such a situation where they are so frightened.
The balloon was an unnecessary gesture, even if it had good intentions. I appreciate you trying to reconcile our relationship, but you didn’t really need to. I wasn’t angry with you, but I have been very uncomfortable with your forwardness towards me. I want to clarify that I had nothing to do with pasting the pictures on the balloon – the kids did it completely without my knowledge, thus I’m not going to apologize for it. Also, you gave me the balloon; it was no longer yours to throw away. I honestly did not expect such immature behavior from you. Nonetheless, I hope we can put this behind us and continue to maintain a professional relationship at work and even on Facebook. The comments you wrote about my posts were entirely childish, hostile, and once again, unnecessary. I hope that you never again display such shocking and uncalled for behavior. To avoid any misconceptions in the future, I hope you talk to me personally when you have a problem. Just know that I never intentionally tried to hurt your feelings.
Regards,
Tiffany
Regards,
Tiffany
Creeper: For someone who didn’t try to hurt my feelings, you sure did a good job. A little more compassion might suit you better. I’ve been nothing but kind.
Which ‘forwardness’ are you referring to? Be specific.
Me: 1.) I can tell you’ve taken an interest in my personal life, because you comment on things on my Facebook:
a. You were very inquisitive about who my friend Will was, then when I changed my picture, you told me you were glad because you were sick of looking at Will’s face (you thought he was my boyfriend.)
b. You told me that Brenda has good taste for having an interest in me.
2.) You got angry with me when you thought I had a crush on Tai and yelled at me for it. Even when you apologized to me, you still said some vague, ambiguous comments. For example, upon asking why you were angry when you thought I liked Tai, you responded with “I think you’re cool.” I said “What does that mean?” And you said “You’re smart, you’ll figure it out.” I honestly could not deduce what you were trying to imply with that comment.
Aside from the time that you yelled at me, you have been kind (giving me an orchid for my birthday.) However, you have also done/said things which are a bit too much for coworkers who don’t even really know each other very well. I like having people who care about me in my life, but you’re coming on a bit too strongly. I feel that addressing these problems via Facebook is already unprofessional. If you feel uncomfortable at work now, and you really feel the need to explore these issues further, you should bring them up with Randy. I’d be more than happy to explain how I feel about you. I don’t want there to be any lingering misconceptions since, after all, we see each other every weekend at work.
Regards,
Tiffany
Creeper: 1) I never yelled at you. That is a lie.
2) Yes, I said you were cool. That was a huge mistake.
3) I said things that were too much? Maybe I should just say nothing.
December 9, 2010
Creeper: Why did you de-friend me? What the hell did I do?
You’re a cold bitch you know that. Fuck you.
One quote essential to my personal politics:
“Thus, the crucial question in society is not, as so many believe, whether property should be private or governmental, but rather whether the necessarily ‘private’ owners are legitimate owners or criminals. For ultimately, there is no entity called ‘government’; there are only people forming themselves into groups called ‘governments’ and acting in a ‘governmental’ manner… the only and critical question is whether it should reside in the hands of criminals or of the proper and legitimate owners. There is really only one reason for libertarians to oppose the formation of governmental property or to call for its divestment: the realization that the rulers of government are unjust and criminal owners of such property.”
- Murray Rothbard, Ethics of Liberty, 1982 (2 March 1926 - 7 Jan 1995)
Snagglepuss.
My wonderful boyfriend randomly decided to build me a bear. Meet Sean Jr. the cuddliest and cutest bear around. <3
My dream home.
<3 this boy
“make a face and stay there”
“what kind of face?!”
“i don’t know. 3.. 2.. 1..”
Things I’m passionate about/make me happy/I’m really into.
People who’ve significantly changed my life for the better.
(I couldn’t find a normal picture of me + Donald.)
Studying for finals in the library and decided to take a picture with my letters. <3 Alpha Phi Omega
