Tobe ornot tobe?

lah lah lah.

So. I told my sister last week, about AJ. I feel as if I should tell my mum, cuz I know H will tell her eventually whether I do or not, if she hasn’t already…and I don’t want mum to know and me never telling her. If that makes sense?

But it’s not like my sister, where I could just be like “soo….there’s this girl….” I mean. That’s a sisterly kind of conversation. But. A mother-daughter conversation? P’raps, in some mother-daughter relationships. But not mine.

I’m thinking she’s kind of…in denial…or something, as she hasn’t mentioned anything about it since I came out at Christmas. *sigh* It’s a pain, ya know? Cuz if she doesn’t want to know about such things, then I don’t need to tell her or shove them under her nose. But if she *wants* to know, then I’d be more than happy to talk about it with her. And it’s not like I can hide behind the “well, I want to see if the relationship is gonna go anywhere…” excuse for not telling her yet.

The relationship is definately going places. 🙂

So. I dunno, I dunno. I haven’t talked to mum in a few weeks anyways. I know, I’m a bad child. I know Patrick and H call her weekly, if not more. But. *shrugs* I just…don’t. Sometimes I feel like such a disappointment or something (not cuz I’m gay, just cuz.)

Whatever. Going to go type up stuff for Dr F since I have to go work for her tomorrow.

—-edit—
lah. They just called and asked me if I could come in to work tonite. I said Yes, since 1. I need the money and 2. I feel the need to repent for not going in when Donna called me this weekend. *sigh* Tho, there must’ve either been more than 1 calloff, or they are extra crazy busy, cuz there were already 7 scheduled, and if there was only 1 calloff, that still leaves 6. And we rarely get more than 5 on night shift. lah. Watch, I’ll come in and there will be too many people and they’ll send me home. eheh. Oh well, we shall see…