i'm a bitch bitch bitch
Classes start tomorrow and I don't have any books. That shit sucks. Hopefully, I can manage with the check I get on Friday. I'm excited about it otherwise. I have to be up by 845 if I want to get to class on time. That kinda sucks, but it'll keep me out of trouble..assuming I stay home (or at least go home early) at night like I'm supposed to..
Yesterday was a trip. I stayed up until 430am watching the L Word, had to get up at 915 and rush to get to the shop by 10. I get up there and because of the rain/wind, he can't tint my windows. So, I decided to go to my dad's. I had not seen him in a few days. I got back home around 12 and passed out (fully intending to wake up when Brian called). I missed like six calls, even had a text message and when I woke up, I had 3 minutes to get to work. Of course, I fell asleep with my laundry in the washer still. All of my work clothes were still soaked. I got to work an hour late wearing a damp shirt. It suckkked.
Oh, about New Year's eve. I spent it with Nick. He spent all kinds of money on food, drinks and stuff. It might've been a little bit of a waste. Seeing him makes me want him again. I acted as nothing more than a friend, but I've been thinking of him almost constantly since. He held my hand and put his arm around me, got close to me whenever possible and seemed happy that I was there..but no kiss. I admit I made it a little difficult, but I had hoped he would still try. Maybe he just thinks I'm no longer interested. I probably shouldn't be. I guess I'm just supposed to go on as I have been the last two months. I'll talk to him when he feels like calling, make no attempt to see him and pretend I don't care. Eventually, I won't.
I guess since I slept all day yesterday and went to bed at 1 last night, I'm rested. It's weird being up this early, though. I have a lot of shit to sort through in the garage. I'm off to organize.
Yesterday was a trip. I stayed up until 430am watching the L Word, had to get up at 915 and rush to get to the shop by 10. I get up there and because of the rain/wind, he can't tint my windows. So, I decided to go to my dad's. I had not seen him in a few days. I got back home around 12 and passed out (fully intending to wake up when Brian called). I missed like six calls, even had a text message and when I woke up, I had 3 minutes to get to work. Of course, I fell asleep with my laundry in the washer still. All of my work clothes were still soaked. I got to work an hour late wearing a damp shirt. It suckkked.
Oh, about New Year's eve. I spent it with Nick. He spent all kinds of money on food, drinks and stuff. It might've been a little bit of a waste. Seeing him makes me want him again. I acted as nothing more than a friend, but I've been thinking of him almost constantly since. He held my hand and put his arm around me, got close to me whenever possible and seemed happy that I was there..but no kiss. I admit I made it a little difficult, but I had hoped he would still try. Maybe he just thinks I'm no longer interested. I probably shouldn't be. I guess I'm just supposed to go on as I have been the last two months. I'll talk to him when he feels like calling, make no attempt to see him and pretend I don't care. Eventually, I won't.
I guess since I slept all day yesterday and went to bed at 1 last night, I'm rested. It's weird being up this early, though. I have a lot of shit to sort through in the garage. I'm off to organize.