Late November Journal Entry
I have been SUCH a bum with this lately.
I suppose I have to remember, that no-one, not even myself, cares if half of November 2005 was left out of my journal. Especially since, predictably, it would have just been a biography of Michael anyway. This is Michael and I getting something to eat. Paragraph two is a gruelling tale of Michael overcoming adversity in the fresh food section.
In all seriousness though, Michael does make an appearance in the following account of recent events in my life.
On Friday I went to an assessment day for a traineeship. I don't know if I'd already written about it in here, but I sure didn't get it. I had been getting really excited hey. Really... 'I could get this. Imagine if I got this. I have a very good chance of getting this'. And I really just did not get it. Truth hurts baby. I would usually sook so much, but our young hero, you may have heard of him, he goes by the name 'Michael'... I received flowers from him about half an hour before I heard the bad news. That was really thoughtful. Lots of guys send flowers. Michael sends them better than everyone else.
There is a bit of background info to that though. There is this guy at work who I always had a lot of respect for. He is usually pretty nice, he's an allrounder type production manager. Anyway, the other day I find out that he suggested to Michael that Michael should hook up with this other girl who works here. Admittedly, no one at work knows how much time we spend together or how happy we are I guess, but you know. Still incredibly insulting. Thank god I am so comfortable or I would be so angry and paranoid right now. I was still upset in part over the weekend, just about thinking that other manager had respect for me,or liked me.Anyway Michael wrote on the card to me, "I want you to know just how much you mean to me. I will shout it to the world if you want me to! I love you baby."
So I am happy.
I suppose I have to remember, that no-one, not even myself, cares if half of November 2005 was left out of my journal. Especially since, predictably, it would have just been a biography of Michael anyway. This is Michael and I getting something to eat. Paragraph two is a gruelling tale of Michael overcoming adversity in the fresh food section.
In all seriousness though, Michael does make an appearance in the following account of recent events in my life.
On Friday I went to an assessment day for a traineeship. I don't know if I'd already written about it in here, but I sure didn't get it. I had been getting really excited hey. Really... 'I could get this. Imagine if I got this. I have a very good chance of getting this'. And I really just did not get it. Truth hurts baby. I would usually sook so much, but our young hero, you may have heard of him, he goes by the name 'Michael'... I received flowers from him about half an hour before I heard the bad news. That was really thoughtful. Lots of guys send flowers. Michael sends them better than everyone else.
There is a bit of background info to that though. There is this guy at work who I always had a lot of respect for. He is usually pretty nice, he's an allrounder type production manager. Anyway, the other day I find out that he suggested to Michael that Michael should hook up with this other girl who works here. Admittedly, no one at work knows how much time we spend together or how happy we are I guess, but you know. Still incredibly insulting. Thank god I am so comfortable or I would be so angry and paranoid right now. I was still upset in part over the weekend, just about thinking that other manager had respect for me,or liked me.Anyway Michael wrote on the card to me, "I want you to know just how much you mean to me. I will shout it to the world if you want me to! I love you baby."
So I am happy.