My relationship isn't always bliss...

and just because I never post about all the arguments (and there are a lot) doesn't mean they don't exist. I won't lie, we fight like cats and dogs through out most of the day, slammed doors, all in your face, "It's over I hate you!" kinda fights. Our relationship isn't always perfect. I think we fight more now than before because we've been together for almost 4 months straight. After awhile we start to get on eachother's nerves. But I think it's healthy to have a few arguments, I mean, who wants to be with someone they never fight with, and when a fight actually starts there's that uncomfortable awkwardness of not knowing what to say or should apologize first. The first argument we got into was one I won't forget. He repeated something to someone that should have been left alone, and that someone just walked up to me and repeated what he said. I was furious with him, not because of what he said, but because it was like throwing salt into an open wound that was trying to close. It's kind of hard to move on from something when someone is constantly reminding you. We eventually got past it, but not before I gave him a few choice words. Then there was the fight earlier. I don't think I've mentioned this before, but my boyfriend can be a real $@#$@!$ sometimes. Yes, he can be a jerk, a moody jerk at that. He gets upset with me because I guess I'm not a mind reader, like I'm suppose to understand him all the time. He misplaced his birth certificate, and needs it to get a new license. He was suppose to go to the DMV earlier, asked me to Mapquest it out for him, write down the directions. When I gave it to him, he called them to find out what exactly he needed for a new license (as if he didn't know before). Turns out the "COPY" of his certificate is no good, DUH! When I kindly reminded him that he needed the original, he nearly blew on me. I'm like Whoa! Hold up...wait a minute, wtf you talking to like that. So then we started arguing over that, and it's kinda funny because arguments like those usually turn into something else like why the dogs can't sleep in the bed with us and who took out what dog earlier and I prefer that the dishes be washed off before their put in the dishwasher and so forth. It's just little things like that. So I informed him that he has to request a new birth certificate, and that it'll take like a month just for him to get it. He gets frustrated about that and decides to go by Kenny (my mom's boyfriend) because he needed to "get out". So here I am writing about our fights. I'm sure when he comes home he'll be a much better mood because he was able to smoke without hearing me bitch about it.