Restaurant of Contention

Brian and I had dinner at Sampan tonight and he thought it was going to be a normal dinner.

I've wanted to bring up the subject of me going to grad school with Brian for about three weeks, but the right moment hasn't presented itself.

Right after I came back from Mexico, Brian mentioned that he wanted to go to law school and we agreed that we would both just go to the University of Utah. The original plan, pre-Mexico, was that we'd move to Washington D.C. where I would attend George Washington University and get a Masters in emergency management. When Brian told me what he wanted to do, I told him I'd not do D.C. thing.

Tonight, I told him that I still want to go to George Washington and want to go this January. I explained that I felt like I've sacrificed for him already (I was going to go to law school this fall, but he wanted me to wait one year since he started his Sprint job. He said we could move if I waited) and don't want to sacrifice this. I told him that I don't want to resent him for sacrificing my dreams for his.

He got upset and kinda raised his voice. He said that we can't sell the house for two years because of the financial agreement he made (which he made after I agreed that we'd stay in Utah).

He asked why I couldn't go to D.C. and he stay in Utah. I told him that if that happened, I would want to break up. While I love Brian with all my heart, being 3,000 miles away from him would be too hard (especially since Mexico was extremely difficult for me).

After dinner, I went over to Megan's to deliver some egg drop soup since she's sick. She burned me two music CD's and we talked a little about what went wrong with Pride.