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I am attempting to stay up to 12. Tough Crowd is on at 11:30, and I haven't watched it in ages.
Came home sick at like 8:30 this morning. I think I might be getting strep throat again. Slept for 4 hours, read to pass some more time, dyed my hair red, then worked.
Last Saturday was so fucked up. First, I went shopping before work. Someone at Spencer's was trying to talk to me (you know, hit on me). Impulsive Hillary told him to come down to her work when he got off. Impulsive Hillary made out with Mr. Spencer's, along with just a littttttttttttttle more touching.
Impulsive Hillary doesn't not like Mr. Spencer's whatsoever. Not that he's badlooking, or mean. He's attractive, and sweet, but lacks a personality and is just not my type. Mr. Spencer's likes to come "stalk" me, by coming to my work on Sunday AND tonight. Except I told him I'm not interested in seeing anyone (lie), and I asked him to leave later on.
ALSO on Saturday night, one of the guys I used to see and I talked. He has a new girlfriend (an elementary substitute teacher, I may add) but still wants to get together. Anyway, he always told me he missed me and blahblah but I never believed it. Now, he told me that a little while ago, he really fell for me hard. He never admitted to that before, just now. So I was a little shocked. He also admitted that a few times while we were having sex, or he was dropping me off, he wanted to tell me he loved me.
Believe me, I was stunned. I didn't really know what to say. All I know now is that he does like me, and even though it's all legal now (16 IS legal, kiddies), it's still socially unacceptable for us to be together, even if that's what we both want.
Get the fuck out. Then he came over that night and we did the naughty. Oh well.
Michael also says he thinks about me almost everyday, even though we've "broken up". He still hasn't gotten around to sending me my gift.
Grrrrrrrrrrr, men.
Tough Crowd's starting.
Came home sick at like 8:30 this morning. I think I might be getting strep throat again. Slept for 4 hours, read to pass some more time, dyed my hair red, then worked.
Last Saturday was so fucked up. First, I went shopping before work. Someone at Spencer's was trying to talk to me (you know, hit on me). Impulsive Hillary told him to come down to her work when he got off. Impulsive Hillary made out with Mr. Spencer's, along with just a littttttttttttttle more touching.
Impulsive Hillary doesn't not like Mr. Spencer's whatsoever. Not that he's badlooking, or mean. He's attractive, and sweet, but lacks a personality and is just not my type. Mr. Spencer's likes to come "stalk" me, by coming to my work on Sunday AND tonight. Except I told him I'm not interested in seeing anyone (lie), and I asked him to leave later on.
ALSO on Saturday night, one of the guys I used to see and I talked. He has a new girlfriend (an elementary substitute teacher, I may add) but still wants to get together. Anyway, he always told me he missed me and blahblah but I never believed it. Now, he told me that a little while ago, he really fell for me hard. He never admitted to that before, just now. So I was a little shocked. He also admitted that a few times while we were having sex, or he was dropping me off, he wanted to tell me he loved me.
Believe me, I was stunned. I didn't really know what to say. All I know now is that he does like me, and even though it's all legal now (16 IS legal, kiddies), it's still socially unacceptable for us to be together, even if that's what we both want.
Get the fuck out. Then he came over that night and we did the naughty. Oh well.
Michael also says he thinks about me almost everyday, even though we've "broken up". He still hasn't gotten around to sending me my gift.
Grrrrrrrrrrr, men.
Tough Crowd's starting.