why am i even thinking about it
i talked to dave for a really long time today. that boy has my head all messed up still, and i cant believe i still let him in that way. i miss him. why in hell do i still miss him. i havent even seen him in over a year. we dont even talk often anymore. it kills me that i still miss him, that i still care as much as i do.
in the rest of my life, i woke up this morning and it was raining in my bathroom, for god knows how long, everthing is soaked and i dont know if its dirty or clean water which totally grosses me out. it stopped, but then it started again later and i had to go and knock on the door of the guy who lives upstairs and tell him that if his pipes werent working he need to stop because i cant go in my bathroom when its leaking, i cant use the toilet or the shower, and its not cool. they cant fix it until at least tomorrow. why it couldnt wait one more week, in one more week i'll be gone, my luck just doesnt go that way.
i went to the drug and grocery stores, nothing exciting i know but it did get me outside. got my suit back so i can wear it, i have an interview tomorrow morning in bluebell. my interview is at 10:30 i have to leave my apartment at 8. yes, 8. im petrified of getting lost, i really dont like that im taking septa so far out there not knowing where exactly im going. im praying that this is not the only job i get offered. i dont want to commute to bluebell every day.
i was supposed to hang out with kevin tonight, but he bailed on me for last minute baseball practice. i admit i was a little miffed, but its ok.
i hate that im overthinking everything right now, i really do. any clues on how not to? because im just flipping myself out, over everything. i should go to bed, so i can wake up for my interview tomorrow. leave love.
in the rest of my life, i woke up this morning and it was raining in my bathroom, for god knows how long, everthing is soaked and i dont know if its dirty or clean water which totally grosses me out. it stopped, but then it started again later and i had to go and knock on the door of the guy who lives upstairs and tell him that if his pipes werent working he need to stop because i cant go in my bathroom when its leaking, i cant use the toilet or the shower, and its not cool. they cant fix it until at least tomorrow. why it couldnt wait one more week, in one more week i'll be gone, my luck just doesnt go that way.
i went to the drug and grocery stores, nothing exciting i know but it did get me outside. got my suit back so i can wear it, i have an interview tomorrow morning in bluebell. my interview is at 10:30 i have to leave my apartment at 8. yes, 8. im petrified of getting lost, i really dont like that im taking septa so far out there not knowing where exactly im going. im praying that this is not the only job i get offered. i dont want to commute to bluebell every day.
i was supposed to hang out with kevin tonight, but he bailed on me for last minute baseball practice. i admit i was a little miffed, but its ok.
i hate that im overthinking everything right now, i really do. any clues on how not to? because im just flipping myself out, over everything. i should go to bed, so i can wake up for my interview tomorrow. leave love.