What I Learned This Weekend

As a girlfriend to a fraternity boy, I go to parties. Not very many, but enough to see the real side of people. 

People like to claim that the drunk them isn't the real them. I like to say that this is false. Being drunk lowers or completely tears away your filter, allowing you to say things that you deserve to be slapped for. 

This gives a rather good insight to each person you meet. 

Although, one stood out to me. My friend said, "Sometimes, I go to these parties, I see how good the girls look and I wish I weren't in a relationship."

I began my night completely freaking out. I was bloated and my hair looked like shit. I was freaking because I wasn't sure if I looked good enough to accurately represent my boyfriend and his attractiveness, which is a huge deal because of how important it is to me that he represented well. I was mainly concerned about if any girls would see me, realize I'm not super attractive, and try to swoop in and steal him. Girls are mean, mkay? 

So I was already worried about every thought other girls were having, along with the fear of what my boyfriend was thinking when he saw all the girls who looked really pretty and party ready. 

Then one of his friends came over and said that. 

He should be glad his girlfriend was inside, but that didn't stop me from slapping the shit out of him.

He also didn't understand why I was so offended.

I had just spent my night freaking out about whether or not I looked okay and was pretty enough to keep my own boyfriend's attention and then this kid comes over and speaks my worst fear through someone else.

He feels trapped.

Which is cool or whatever, but if you feel that trapped then you can always get out.

My boyfriend kind of made me feel better.

But on a completely unrelated note, I am worried about summer. I don't really know why, because I can't control what happens. However, I am being driven bat shit crazy and it feels like there is nothing I can do about it.

I was on the phone with my mom the other day and she kept telling me "accept the things you can't change and change the things you can."