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I work one fecking day, and she's already trying to get me to come back full-time. -_-
So work wasn't bad. Though I was exhausted once I got home. I guess I don't realize how hard I'm working till I stop. Anyway my mom picked me up (30 minutes late. *grumbles*) and we went to Home Depot, but stopped at a Mr. Mikes first where the guy behind the counter recognized me as "Kirk Hemphill's little sister" and I had a 20 minute conversation with him and his friend. I guess he knew my brother in middle school. He looked familiar...boyscouts maybe? Moving on, we went to Home Depot, then I stopped at Target to get hair junk and a cd(Rise Against<3), secretly hoping I'd see Nate there. No luck. Ahwell. I shouldn't have been looking for him anyway. I also shouldn't have spent the whole weekend thinking about Aaron, but we wont go there.
Speaking of weekend, I was at camp, and no one was there. It was bittersweet. Boring, because I couldn't get Kirk out of the camper more than a couple times to play with me, but nice, because I wasn't being pulled in 100 different directions while I was there. As much as I love my friends there, it's like they all want my direct and un-divided attention at the same time. Not that I don't like feeling popular, but seriously dudes. Let me breathe. That's probably why I freaked out the last time I was there.
Now if you'll all excuse me, I'm sweaty and gross from working outside (I can't believe I was in public like this) So I'm going to take a shower. Oh, and I'm probably going to Hampton Beach on Wednesday with Kirk and Sarah, so if anyone wants to be there at the same time, you tooootally should.
are we so alone, so distant, so forgotten
as we think ourselves to be?
these are our lives, but did they ever even matter?
are we worth remembering?
So work wasn't bad. Though I was exhausted once I got home. I guess I don't realize how hard I'm working till I stop. Anyway my mom picked me up (30 minutes late. *grumbles*) and we went to Home Depot, but stopped at a Mr. Mikes first where the guy behind the counter recognized me as "Kirk Hemphill's little sister" and I had a 20 minute conversation with him and his friend. I guess he knew my brother in middle school. He looked familiar...boyscouts maybe? Moving on, we went to Home Depot, then I stopped at Target to get hair junk and a cd(Rise Against<3), secretly hoping I'd see Nate there. No luck. Ahwell. I shouldn't have been looking for him anyway. I also shouldn't have spent the whole weekend thinking about Aaron, but we wont go there.
Speaking of weekend, I was at camp, and no one was there. It was bittersweet. Boring, because I couldn't get Kirk out of the camper more than a couple times to play with me, but nice, because I wasn't being pulled in 100 different directions while I was there. As much as I love my friends there, it's like they all want my direct and un-divided attention at the same time. Not that I don't like feeling popular, but seriously dudes. Let me breathe. That's probably why I freaked out the last time I was there.
Now if you'll all excuse me, I'm sweaty and gross from working outside (I can't believe I was in public like this) So I'm going to take a shower. Oh, and I'm probably going to Hampton Beach on Wednesday with Kirk and Sarah, so if anyone wants to be there at the same time, you tooootally should.
are we so alone, so distant, so forgotten
as we think ourselves to be?
these are our lives, but did they ever even matter?
are we worth remembering?