Tonight was actually a bad night so far, no, that's a lie, it's not a good night, it's not a bad night, but it definently isn't a good night. I had some things planned tonight and they all got shut down at once. Then it didn't help that I went to make myself some french fries…here's the thing about alot of the pots and pans in the house, the handle isn't sturdy, if you grab the handle wrong then the pan/pot will turn upside down or completely to the side. I was heating up the oil when I saw something out of the corner of my eye, so I turned around and I had my hand on the pan handle and I jumped because I saw something out of the corner of my eye again and the pan tipped over (I was holding onto the handle straight, the pan swivels) so the oil spilt all over the floor, stove and me. I didn't get burned bad, but the stove caught on fire. I literally just went "Oh shit!" and put it out real quick, then cleaned up the oil and french fries. I cleaned myself up afterwards all I have is just a red spot on my thigh, so it could have been worse.

Then when I got upstairs my boyfriend and his brother ate most of the food that I had cooked for myself and it didn't get any better because they were just extra annoying today. But I guess i kind of got back at his brother, so it wasn't all bad.

His younger brother always teases me about losing my virginity at 16, he always says how I was 'mad old' and stuff. The thing is, every time he says that there's an awkward silence afterwards whenever my boyfriend is around because he knows how I lost it. So finally I just told his brother that the only reason why I lost it at 16 is because it was taken. If I would have had my way I would have lost it ALOT later.

I feel kind of good inside about telling him that because to me it shows that I've come a long way from when it first happened. I can openly talk about it now, I can hold my head up and say 'yes that happened, but i lived through it and I'm going to do everything in my power to never be that victim again.' Another guy a few years ago had tried to put me through that again (he was drunk as hell) and I beat his a** into the hospital. Now that I think about it, I don't feel so bad about tonight. It was just kind of one of those things where nothing went as planned, but I got to realize something about myself that I've bettered 🙂

Oh, and only the burned was burnt, thank god that I was able to wipe everything clean lol Oh, and also, once I told him about how I lost my virginity, I've never seen him have that face. His jaw just about dropped and then he thought that I was joking, my boyfriend told him that I wasn't, and that's why whenever he had teased me about losing it at 16 there was always an awkward silence afterwards.