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Alright. So... today I closed at the restaraunt, which is sort of a privelege. Of course, I worked from 10 until 11, and I am tired off my ass. But of course, I cant sleep. I want to be in school SO bad, but I dont want to have to work anymore. I wish that I could just go to school and only work on weekends. But honestly, even if I did do that I wouldnt have enough money to survive through the week. If I start closing on Saturdays though, I could be banking a lot.
I wish that I was going to have someone I knew in my classes. I am tired of meeting new people. I feel like I spent my whole summer meeting new people. New job, new employees and RB, new people at "gatherings" and such. I am tired of new people. I want something familiar. Its like Ive reached my maximum capacity of familiar faces. I see people who I have helped at both of my jobs, and I dont recognize them. Its bad.
I dont trust anyone right now. I mean, I dont know who lies to me, who tells me the truth, and really... who cares. I dont know... I am scared for Mica, who I have started to love more than ever before. I want to be there for her SO bad. But I am afraid she wont fully let me.
I like writing in this journal, but sometimes I realize there are things I dont want anyone to be able to comment on. Sometimes I really accidentally think of it as a personal journal, and it is far from it. Its more like allowing everyone to be nosy and to see into my life. And I see into theirs... its... weird.
I am being so damn random.
I MISS MY BEST FRIEND!
I am burying everything, so deep inside, that I am afraid its going to plant roots and grow to be all that I am.
I wish that I was going to have someone I knew in my classes. I am tired of meeting new people. I feel like I spent my whole summer meeting new people. New job, new employees and RB, new people at "gatherings" and such. I am tired of new people. I want something familiar. Its like Ive reached my maximum capacity of familiar faces. I see people who I have helped at both of my jobs, and I dont recognize them. Its bad.
I dont trust anyone right now. I mean, I dont know who lies to me, who tells me the truth, and really... who cares. I dont know... I am scared for Mica, who I have started to love more than ever before. I want to be there for her SO bad. But I am afraid she wont fully let me.
I like writing in this journal, but sometimes I realize there are things I dont want anyone to be able to comment on. Sometimes I really accidentally think of it as a personal journal, and it is far from it. Its more like allowing everyone to be nosy and to see into my life. And I see into theirs... its... weird.
I am being so damn random.
I MISS MY BEST FRIEND!
I am burying everything, so deep inside, that I am afraid its going to plant roots and grow to be all that I am.