King was planning on coming down for Valentines day, (note the past tense there, and watch andthe vein appears on my forehead. :-P) and he was about to book tickets to fly down on the 13th. So he wandered into the living room to tell his mom and dad, and then his mom got all angry with him and informed him that his fam's big Chinese New Year celebration is on the 13th. (Which, mind you, he had no knowledge of until just then, because parents in general have no intention of telling anyone anything until they've made plans for something else, and I have noted on several occasions with my own parents.) So we were gonna push it back a week (which sucks, cause we both had our hearts set on the 13th, which is only about 2 weeks away,), and then his mom came in and gave him a lecture on saving his money, since I'm moving there in mid May/early June.
Wanna know what the worst part is...? She's totally right. Doesn't it just suck when your parents are right? So of course me and King, who miss each other terribly, start to sob into the phone at one another. I don't know when the last time is I've cried that hard. The next time ima see him is about two months from now, in March (Over spring break.) . But I wanna see him before that, damnit!!! :vein:
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