Living with a boyfriend really limited my private blogging time. I tried doing it with him there, just keeping the window hidden from him, but it just got annoying and he started wondering what I was doing all the time. He's too nosey for his own good. So sorry about the absence.
I think the thing that most sucked about living with the boyfriend for the summer was the unexpected lack of sex drive! It was really weird. We are so horny when we are half a world away from each other, but then when we live together and see each other every day, it just gets to be too much. I think if we both had jobs, or even one of us for that matter, then we would get time to have our space and to miss the other during the day, but we were together 24/7 for the summer, except when I couldn't take it anymore and took a couple days to myself. He didn't like that, but I think if I hadn't forced it, we would have just got worse and worse and the whole thing would have blown up.
Just found out that a friend I've known since we were almost babies got engaged to a guy she's been dating since January. Seriously? I've been dating my guy for longer than that and known him for double that! What the hell?! It's not like they have been living together that whole time. Actually, all the time combined, me and my boy have probably been living together longer than them! And that's the real test of compatibility, trust me. If she's known him longer than that, I don't know, but I don't see this ending well. At least she waited until at least 23 before getting engaged. A few of the girls in my class got married almost straight out of high school. You just know they are going far in life.
