Well I’m back. Hey. Hi. Hello. What’s happening?
Actually don’t tell me, I already know. I am so tired of people… I was going to be more specific, but then I thought, why should I. I am tired of people in general. I have allowed people to have their way, and treat me however they please but I just won’t put up with that anymore. I don’t care what circumstances I am under. My job… well I mean hey, it is a job, I really can’t complain. It isn’t very difficult, and they pay rate is great. It is the people there who make me dread my shifts. I love the majority of my co-workers, they are vibrant, energetic, and caring. Then there are others… One of my co-workers, (who by the way, is just a Team Member such as myself) sees fit to critique every single thing I do. Things that have no effect on him, or my duties. He is rude and I am just waiting for the next time he says something because I will simply state that is is NOT in my job description to please him.
What else do I even want to talk about?
As for school, I blew it this semester. I took on way to many responsibilities but I think I have learned my lesson, trying to run a club while simultaneously attempting to attain a permanent Honor Society membership alongside 4 classes (one of which was online), was not one of my brightest ideas. I don’t think my parents understand just how much was required of me, but at the same time, I know I could have done it if I had (for once) used my potential. So, yeah, definitely a bust.
On a side note, I can’t save money for shit.
So who is the new boy?
Well there isn’t one. After being stood up on my first actual date, I think I am done with dating younger. Boys are already immature enough and I don’t have time for the added stress of dealing with that. It’s hard enough to find someone with brains, let alone someone who isn’t ashamed to admit they have them. HICKEYS HUH? Yeah okay, we all know what that means… Yes, I hooked up with Michael again… All I can say is oops. I honestly don’t know how I feel about him. At times I miss everything we had, and think about how cute we could be together (again). Other times, I think of all the reasons it won’t work out, and it just seems to outweigh the good. I need the type of guy who can match me intellectually. Someone who isn’t afraid to sing terrible songs at the top of their lungs with me while we drive together. How does Michael feel about it though? What does he expect from me? It’s not fair for me to play with him, is it selfish of me to stillbe unsure of how I feel? Part of me feels like it is, but what can I do? I am just so unsure.
I guess that is all for now, until next time.
I promise I’ll update more.