Reality Packs A Punch

Hey Ho, The plans are rapidly spiraling in to a huge crash! I've been re-examining dates and realise there is no way I can do my PGCE this year! Not so good, and not gonna go down so well with the family. So I phone the fella hoping he'll give me some sympathy, typical bloke he heads straight for the logical cop out 'it's up to you' 'and if that's what you really want'. Like I have a choice!! It means that I could move to him rather than him having to come home tho, a choice I put to him, which he put down to 'hormones' then told me he had to go out.

Am I being irrational? Yes. Tough! I'm seriously stuck between a rock and a hard place either

1. he moves down here and grumps madly about it, and his hugely interfering mother, who by the way thinks I'm evil because I don't agree with every word she regains control of his mind and my life.
2. or, I move up there where I know no-one but his friends.

What's a girl to do?