...mi cuerpo pide salsa.
As I see fit.
[No LJ-cuts because I really don't feel like it, and I figure that this is a good introduction to be reading if you haven't been up to date on my life for the past while, or even if you have]
Coming to terms with the fact that everything has changed is a bit awkward. But not bad, I suppose.
But I guess, all things considered, I can't say that I'm unhappy.
Not having had a journal in awhile, there's a bit of catching up to do, I guess.
Working at Wal-Mart, where I have a decent enough pay (enough to pay food, rent, gas, etc) and wonderful co-workers (although a lot of them tend to have drama with each other, so I get to hang out with group A, group B or group C rather than people from different groups at the same time).
School has gone rather well, considering that I had been put under a lot of stress by a variety of factors. Hopefully my academic success continues through this summer/next year.
To be perfectly honest, there are some things regarding ye olde breakup that I am still pretty bitter about; out of respect I will refrain from mentioning it (possibly until I feel better, possibly never, etc).
On the plus side, some of the money that I saved up for the summer-that-never-was has been put towards WoW. We'll see how that goes, haven't had a chance to install or anything yet. Should be getting on that later tonight. At the very least, it'll be less of a time sink than FFXI was, and hopefully it will keep my mind occupied and distracted.
Didn't feel like being alone tonight (go figure) so I hung out with Josh for a bit (he's a cool, handsome bloke but I forgot to get pictures), then went back to Wal-mart to give Delaina a ride and we went to Village Inn (she's really cool, funny, smart, inspiring and some of the advice that she gave me over the past month helped me through a lot of my own troubles). Pictures I do have, but probably shouldn't post. But I did get a picture of the Village Inn waitress that served us, may as well post that up. Her name was Danika, she was rather nice, and didn't mind getting us new pie when the slice that we got was suspiciously underbaked and raw.
She seemed rather excited about getting her picture taken.
There is a rumor/inside-joke going around at work that I am gay, fueled by a misheard comment I made about going out to drink coffee with Josh (make taffy? O_o), an ill-timed leaving-of-the-smoke-room when my break was up (during what I am told was a rather offensive gay joke by a co-worker) and my own tendency to make flamboyant, self-depreciating jokes about myself.
Overall, since winter break, I think I've gained a lot of wisdom on a lot of different things. A lot of things can change over the course of two years. Or four months.
If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was starting to develop something of a social life.
So many things I want to say, but can't. Courtesy forbids.
P.S. Damn my naivety, regarding a certain bathrobe. I suppose I should just let it go and find myself a new one. I miss it so.