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This past week was pretty good, just classes, some midterms and
working. Thursday and Friday night we went to steveo's which is always
a good time. Got pretty drunk both nights, but because I'm the
only one who knows how to drive my car I have to stop early and sober
up, which sucks because I get wicked tired when I stop drinking.
Saturday sucked a lot. I barely got any sleep Friday night. I had to work desk from 8-10 AM then took a nap, made something quick to eat in my room and went to Victoria's secret until close (which ended up being 10:45) I relaxed the rest of the night, and thankfully today they didn't ask me to come in for my oncall. I hate oncalls. They suck because if I have to go in, I have to rush to make sure I'm on time because the shuttle sucks. And if I don't have to go in, I don't really have anything to do b/c I can't make plans just in case I do have to go in. Today was nice though b/c I got to go to brunch then just relax, watch some movies and cleaned up the room. It was a nice change for me.
This week shouldn't be too stressful either. I only have to work 4.5 hours on wed. then I get to go home Friday for spring break. Although I'd love to be going somewhere warm where I could just lay on the beach, I don't mind just going home to relax. The only downfall to that plan however is that I'll be substitute teaching every day. So up at 7 AM every weekday. Of course it means from 3 or 4 on I'll be free to do whatever I want and it is $85 a day which is a def. plus. I think I'm going to drive up to Marlboro to visit Bridget too next weekend and just stay there until sunday then drive back to school from her house. Should be fun, hopefully going into Boston to see the penguins at the aquarium :)
The only other downside to being home is I have to deal with the parents, tell them where I'm going etc. At least they never tell me what time to be home anymore. Hopefully I'll go clubbing with Marta and Hill when I'm home.
I realized this weekend that I've spent most of my life worrying about what other people think of me. All through high school I was miserable because I worried about it. And for the past few weeks I've been worried sick about it. But I've decided I don't care anymore. My true friends know me, know what I am and what I'm not and that's all that matters. They love me for everything, even the mistakes I make so everyone else can fuck off. I'm a big girl and I'm allowed to do whatever I want, I make my own decisions and if I want to do something I'll do it. Especially now that I know how things stand.
It's college, I don't need to be little miss perfect anymore, like I was in high school. But that doesn't mean I sleep with every guy I meet. I'm not one of those girls who meets a guy at a bar or club then goes and sleeps with him that same night. I think the fact that everyone seems to miss is that I fall for the lines and I spend time with guys who seem to like me and who I hope like me as much as I like them, then when I give in, I get called a slut. It's like that damn christina aquilera song: The guy can get away with it but the girl gets named.
Well all the stuff that's been happening has just made me smarter and more aware. I know what's going on and how things stand and I'll make my decisions with that in mind, but they will be my decisions, and to hell with what people think of them. Keep your opinions to yourself, especially when you are basing those opinions on rumors. If your my friend, come to me and ask the truth, don't judge on what you hear. If you love me, love me for all of me, and don't judge me on everything I do. I'm allowed to make bad decisions, to learn from them or even m ake them again. And if you have an issue with them, then I guess you never really were my friend in the first place. But for those of you who love me and haven't judged me, I love you all the more for it.
Now that I have that off my chest, I'm going to ge to bed at a reasonable hour, hopefully.
If you look back at history
It's a common double standard of society
The guy gets all the glory the more he can score
While the girl can do the same and yet you call her a whore
I don't understand why it's ok
The guy can get away with it and the girl gets named
Saturday sucked a lot. I barely got any sleep Friday night. I had to work desk from 8-10 AM then took a nap, made something quick to eat in my room and went to Victoria's secret until close (which ended up being 10:45) I relaxed the rest of the night, and thankfully today they didn't ask me to come in for my oncall. I hate oncalls. They suck because if I have to go in, I have to rush to make sure I'm on time because the shuttle sucks. And if I don't have to go in, I don't really have anything to do b/c I can't make plans just in case I do have to go in. Today was nice though b/c I got to go to brunch then just relax, watch some movies and cleaned up the room. It was a nice change for me.
This week shouldn't be too stressful either. I only have to work 4.5 hours on wed. then I get to go home Friday for spring break. Although I'd love to be going somewhere warm where I could just lay on the beach, I don't mind just going home to relax. The only downfall to that plan however is that I'll be substitute teaching every day. So up at 7 AM every weekday. Of course it means from 3 or 4 on I'll be free to do whatever I want and it is $85 a day which is a def. plus. I think I'm going to drive up to Marlboro to visit Bridget too next weekend and just stay there until sunday then drive back to school from her house. Should be fun, hopefully going into Boston to see the penguins at the aquarium :)
The only other downside to being home is I have to deal with the parents, tell them where I'm going etc. At least they never tell me what time to be home anymore. Hopefully I'll go clubbing with Marta and Hill when I'm home.
I realized this weekend that I've spent most of my life worrying about what other people think of me. All through high school I was miserable because I worried about it. And for the past few weeks I've been worried sick about it. But I've decided I don't care anymore. My true friends know me, know what I am and what I'm not and that's all that matters. They love me for everything, even the mistakes I make so everyone else can fuck off. I'm a big girl and I'm allowed to do whatever I want, I make my own decisions and if I want to do something I'll do it. Especially now that I know how things stand.
It's college, I don't need to be little miss perfect anymore, like I was in high school. But that doesn't mean I sleep with every guy I meet. I'm not one of those girls who meets a guy at a bar or club then goes and sleeps with him that same night. I think the fact that everyone seems to miss is that I fall for the lines and I spend time with guys who seem to like me and who I hope like me as much as I like them, then when I give in, I get called a slut. It's like that damn christina aquilera song: The guy can get away with it but the girl gets named.
Well all the stuff that's been happening has just made me smarter and more aware. I know what's going on and how things stand and I'll make my decisions with that in mind, but they will be my decisions, and to hell with what people think of them. Keep your opinions to yourself, especially when you are basing those opinions on rumors. If your my friend, come to me and ask the truth, don't judge on what you hear. If you love me, love me for all of me, and don't judge me on everything I do. I'm allowed to make bad decisions, to learn from them or even m ake them again. And if you have an issue with them, then I guess you never really were my friend in the first place. But for those of you who love me and haven't judged me, I love you all the more for it.
Now that I have that off my chest, I'm going to ge to bed at a reasonable hour, hopefully.
If you look back at history
It's a common double standard of society
The guy gets all the glory the more he can score
While the girl can do the same and yet you call her a whore
I don't understand why it's ok
The guy can get away with it and the girl gets named