Why ratings are stupid and irresponsible

What started as a silly and frivolous conversation with my boyfriend has turned into an issue I just can't bury, that's right people I let my boyfriend 'rate' me objectively, out of ten, and he didn't give me ten. Shock, horror. He loves me, but he thinks I'm a... deep breath.... eight. A mother fucking eight. That is two whole points that I could improve on. It is genuinely plaguing me, like ... well... the plague ( I am sorry I am not particularly figurative today). 

Baaaaaaaaasically he came out with the whole 'hey if you were going to rate me objectively what would I be?' and I being the sensible girlfriend creature I am went, well I can't be objective because I love you kitten. Blurgh. Stupid me, because when I ask him without even a second of pause for thought he goes 'eight'. Straight off the bat. To make me 'feel better' he does say that Scarlett Johansson is a nine, thanks a bundle, that really improved my mood. hahahhahahah... sorry.

Don't get me wrong. I think the whole idea of rating anyone based on looks is so stupid that it barely merits an iota of thought, this was literally one of those throw-away conversations. From anyone else an eight probably would have pleased me, as pathetic as that is to admit. But for some reason I am just going over and over and over working out what has marked me down those two points.

I've compiled a list - 

• Un-plucked eyebrows
• Bad skin
• Fat hips
• Man arms

Each of these he has denied valiantly and continually reminded me it was a joke, and that he thinks he's a six so he is technically batting above his weight. BUT NONE OF THAT MATTERS, because if you love me I should be a ten. I should have a little halo of excellence and you should think that I am way hotter than Scarlett Johansson because I actually want to do it with you, in real life, you lowly six (except you're not because I love you and to me you are evidently a ten, idot). 

So there. All I can leave you with is NEVER, EVER RATE YOUR BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND. It cannot end well. Unless they give you a ten....

Daphne and a small input from Dorothy

'Don't you ever get to thinking you're irreplaceable'

I try not to be too psycho girlfriend when it's avoidable but lately I have hit my wall. It's like going out with two different guys. The one that gives a shit and the one that doesn't. Essentially today I have just seen red. I might be over reacting but I feel pretty fucking annoyed and I don't know if I am being unreasonable or not. 

Basically I made plans on Monday with said boyfriend. He 'forgot' we made ACTUAL plans and arranged to meet up with his mates, but when describing 'mate meet up' yesterday he made it sound like it was work based and it was therefore totally okay to cancel. I today discover he's really having 'drinks with the lads' and hit the wall. I hate that I am becoming an actual girl that flips out over shit like this. But I am. So deal with it.

He has now apologized but for some reason I am still angry. What the hell is wrong with me? 

Well at the end of the day, I care about him. But repeated little incidents like this are starting to grate on me. 

Daphne