If you love me then thank you, if you hate me then fuck you.
Dear Journal,
I'm really glad I took this internship. I'm having a really great time at work but I'll get into that later. I'm learning some really important life lessons too.
Apparently when I was born everyone in the room agreed that I looked seriously pissed off when I was removed (C-section birth). The exact words were something like, "He looks really pissed off to be back here." Apparently the doctor was a believer in multiple lives.
At work I'm excelling...like always. But in this case it's because I'm "on" at work. I have no distractions at home...no boys, no drama, etc, etc. So I can throw everything into work and really excel. My buddy/supervisor was extremely happy with the depth of my understanding of the concepts after only a week.
It's weird...only seeing a person in the hallway, whether or not I talk to them makes me feel better. Just being around people...probably because someone always comes up and makes conversation with me.
At Starbucks tonight a girl came up to me and started talking to me about being so tall and thin and how I kept my body that way. She was funny...in a desperate, covered kind of way. I'm pretty sure I walked away from her in the middle of our conversation. I can't really remember...tonight has been kind of a blur.
I really like the new song my Lady Sovereign, "Love me, Hate me". Everyone download it, but don't get the stupid edited version...go walk on the wild side and download the "dirty" version.
Jess and I are planning a powerhour this Friday. Expect a facebook invite in like an hour. Everyone should come. It's only for an hour and then everyone can leave to go do other things separately. It's like anonymous sex, the best kind, no commitments.
It's weird I'm really happy I have this internship, but I really want to be back at State, but I really want to already be graduated and be in the real world. It's this really strange conflict but it's like I can't be upset about it because I'm happy and I'd be happy with three different choices.
All I do with my time is workout, eat, work, learn/review more German, and read. I've never been healthier, or had this much muscle definition, or been this knowledgeable about business...and all this without friends...well without friends within 5 minutes drive. I never thought I was capable of this.
The other day I was having dinner with T, Sarah Z, and Preeti. Tahera told me that she had talked with Scott and he told her all about the fight we got into. For one millionth of a second I wanted to explain my side of it. But I didn't. I realized that I really don't care anymore. I never explained my side to anyone...I just don't care that much...
Seems to be my theme lately. I have a great time with everyone, love all my friends, etc, etc...but I just don't care that much. If someone cancels on me? Oh well. If someone needs me? Sure why not. If someone wants to hang out with me? Maybe next time, maybe this time...either way...I just don't seem to care that much. I used to care so much.
The life lessons are almost coming faster than I can deal with them.
I'm really glad I took this internship. I'm having a really great time at work but I'll get into that later. I'm learning some really important life lessons too.
Apparently when I was born everyone in the room agreed that I looked seriously pissed off when I was removed (C-section birth). The exact words were something like, "He looks really pissed off to be back here." Apparently the doctor was a believer in multiple lives.
At work I'm excelling...like always. But in this case it's because I'm "on" at work. I have no distractions at home...no boys, no drama, etc, etc. So I can throw everything into work and really excel. My buddy/supervisor was extremely happy with the depth of my understanding of the concepts after only a week.
It's weird...only seeing a person in the hallway, whether or not I talk to them makes me feel better. Just being around people...probably because someone always comes up and makes conversation with me.
At Starbucks tonight a girl came up to me and started talking to me about being so tall and thin and how I kept my body that way. She was funny...in a desperate, covered kind of way. I'm pretty sure I walked away from her in the middle of our conversation. I can't really remember...tonight has been kind of a blur.
I really like the new song my Lady Sovereign, "Love me, Hate me". Everyone download it, but don't get the stupid edited version...go walk on the wild side and download the "dirty" version.
Jess and I are planning a powerhour this Friday. Expect a facebook invite in like an hour. Everyone should come. It's only for an hour and then everyone can leave to go do other things separately. It's like anonymous sex, the best kind, no commitments.
It's weird I'm really happy I have this internship, but I really want to be back at State, but I really want to already be graduated and be in the real world. It's this really strange conflict but it's like I can't be upset about it because I'm happy and I'd be happy with three different choices.
All I do with my time is workout, eat, work, learn/review more German, and read. I've never been healthier, or had this much muscle definition, or been this knowledgeable about business...and all this without friends...well without friends within 5 minutes drive. I never thought I was capable of this.
The other day I was having dinner with T, Sarah Z, and Preeti. Tahera told me that she had talked with Scott and he told her all about the fight we got into. For one millionth of a second I wanted to explain my side of it. But I didn't. I realized that I really don't care anymore. I never explained my side to anyone...I just don't care that much...
Seems to be my theme lately. I have a great time with everyone, love all my friends, etc, etc...but I just don't care that much. If someone cancels on me? Oh well. If someone needs me? Sure why not. If someone wants to hang out with me? Maybe next time, maybe this time...either way...I just don't seem to care that much. I used to care so much.
The life lessons are almost coming faster than I can deal with them.