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The library was closed but I had to work anyway because we got a huge new shipment of encyclopedias and xome map books that NO ONE ever checks out or even reads. Those things are fuckin heavy. my arms ache. work wasnt all bad though, Mike (the really hot guy i wrote about a while ago, at least i think i did) was working with me. he's such a sweetie and he's one of those people who you always just want to hug. mmmmm... and he always smells good.
Anyways, I got home at about 7:00, took and shower and picked up some coffee with Amy. She's having a hard time dealing with her parent's divorce and plus shes caught up in a bunch of drama and shit from Johnny's ex girlfriend who is a crazy phycho bitch. I feel so bad for her. I miss that girl alot.
But there's alot on my mind too I guess. I've been trying to keep busy and forget about Rob, I can't wrap my head around what happened, and I guess I'm just trying to stay in denial so I wont break down. I dont know how many times I have to go through this with a guy until I understand not to get involved with anyone. Realtionships are always perfect and fun and blissfull and fucking beautiful for the first two months, but then what? Things become normal and you end up comparing everything to the days when you had butterflies every time he called. Shit I'm just running on and on about nothing. I hate this entry, I'm sorry to all my friends who read this. I will start writing happier entries soon.
<3 Kim
Anyways, I got home at about 7:00, took and shower and picked up some coffee with Amy. She's having a hard time dealing with her parent's divorce and plus shes caught up in a bunch of drama and shit from Johnny's ex girlfriend who is a crazy phycho bitch. I feel so bad for her. I miss that girl alot.
But there's alot on my mind too I guess. I've been trying to keep busy and forget about Rob, I can't wrap my head around what happened, and I guess I'm just trying to stay in denial so I wont break down. I dont know how many times I have to go through this with a guy until I understand not to get involved with anyone. Realtionships are always perfect and fun and blissfull and fucking beautiful for the first two months, but then what? Things become normal and you end up comparing everything to the days when you had butterflies every time he called. Shit I'm just running on and on about nothing. I hate this entry, I'm sorry to all my friends who read this. I will start writing happier entries soon.
<3 Kim