Huh? Say what now!?

Here's a question: What does a mother say the first time that her daughter comes home and says, "Mom, I've met a guy." If it was me, I'd love my mom to be supportive and want the details like a best friend would, but as many guys that I have met I don't know how to go straight to my mom and actually say those words, "Mom, I've met a guy." I was just thinking about this last night and how I am seventeen and because I'm not allowed to date my parents have missed out on hearing about a big part of my life. A love life, because they don't know that such life exists with their daughter. I would love to talk to them about it but for this I can only talk to my friends and certain family members about it. I was just having a thought about how stressful it may be when I go to my parents when I meet a great guy. The parents and I have an open relationship but it doesn't include the casual guys in my life.

Right and True

I've got a serious question! What is right? What is true? I have no idea what the answer to that is. I notice that I usually get on here when I'm either on a lively high or feeling low and I apologize for the range of emotions that I provide for the blogger world. I'm not exactly sure where to start because my life is like a full on rollercoaster that just never stops it's one thing one moment and another thing the next. I'm at work right now and a patient that just left almost made me cry. How did he do that? Well he started of with slight teasing about how I should know what I'm doing by now. I work at a Chiropractic Clinic by the way and if you know how the lingo goes then here is what happened:

He was sitting in a chair ready to be hooked up for stim so I already had the leeds ready to be used. I went into the hydroculator to get two heat packs. One for the cervical area and one for the lumbar. I grabbed two towels to put them under the heat packs so that he wouldn't burn to death[which right now I wouldn't mind] because I care for people. When I was about to put the towel on him, Dr.T corrected me about how I should put the towel on him. So I fixed it and the dumbass decides to say, "You've been working here for months now, right? You should know what you're doing by now." And I for one am one hell of an understanding person but I don't tolerate rude people so it took all that was in me to not say anything at all. After that the stim machine beeped so I had to go get it and I started with the one on the opposite side but it was the wrong side. ooopsss! He laughed out loud about where my mind is and I wish I could've told him, "It's soooo far away because I'm imaging ways that I could torture you right now you idiotic ignorant bastard." But he's a patient so I couldn't exactly say that.

And that's how I'm doing today. UGHHH!!! Almost cried and almost killed. I like the second better:/ I ask what is right, because it's not right to just criticize people you don't know so it sucks for him that whenever he comes in I'm gonna have it in for him. Sweet Revenge:) I know we have to turn the other cheek, blah, blah, blah but yeah I'm gonna be devilish for a bit and enjoy the torture that I can bring. And that isn't right, but hey shit happens, right? RIGHT!

PEACE OUT
JMe