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Just got home from Emily's birthday thingie. Fun times. Only a few lucky people ever get to see how retarded I actually am, and last night those people were Emily, Krista and Cat. Those lucky girls.
Hey Emily- are those Pringles real?
Anways. Other than the party, yesterday was rather boring. Back to the same old shit that I did before my cruise- nothing all day long and then work at night. When I got into work there were seriously like 38759823 techs working. I HATE that cause then I get irritable cause there's enough work for maybe 2 people to do and so its boring, crowded, and I can't help but thinking I should probably just go home and make a better use of my time than stand around in a lab coat. At one point in the night, an unnamed person actually said, "Since we have four people here tonight until 9, that means we get to pick the stickers off the mats." You've got to be kidding me. Some people really don't have anything to worry about except for dumb trivial BULLSHIT. But yea. Whatever. I got to work with Trevor and he's fun so it was all good.
Chase and I are on speaking terms again. Interestingly enough. He called on Monday night for some completely retarded reason, pretty much just so he could talk to me. I wouldn't be so cocky as to assume such a thing- he told me that he called just to talk to me.
AGH.
But yea. At first he acted like he had just kept me on the phone for like an hour without being friends again, like he was just using me when he needed me and then back to being an asshole. SO I bitched him out royally. It felt good. Then he called back and basically said he was full of shit...and that he wanted to be my friend again. Under the condition that I would treat him like normal regardless of whether or not I was dating anybody else. Boys are stupid.
All of them. Every last one.
That's enough for now. Must clean my room.
Hey Emily- are those Pringles real?
Anways. Other than the party, yesterday was rather boring. Back to the same old shit that I did before my cruise- nothing all day long and then work at night. When I got into work there were seriously like 38759823 techs working. I HATE that cause then I get irritable cause there's enough work for maybe 2 people to do and so its boring, crowded, and I can't help but thinking I should probably just go home and make a better use of my time than stand around in a lab coat. At one point in the night, an unnamed person actually said, "Since we have four people here tonight until 9, that means we get to pick the stickers off the mats." You've got to be kidding me. Some people really don't have anything to worry about except for dumb trivial BULLSHIT. But yea. Whatever. I got to work with Trevor and he's fun so it was all good.
Chase and I are on speaking terms again. Interestingly enough. He called on Monday night for some completely retarded reason, pretty much just so he could talk to me. I wouldn't be so cocky as to assume such a thing- he told me that he called just to talk to me.
AGH.
But yea. At first he acted like he had just kept me on the phone for like an hour without being friends again, like he was just using me when he needed me and then back to being an asshole. SO I bitched him out royally. It felt good. Then he called back and basically said he was full of shit...and that he wanted to be my friend again. Under the condition that I would treat him like normal regardless of whether or not I was dating anybody else. Boys are stupid.
All of them. Every last one.
That's enough for now. Must clean my room.