Getting Ready!!
Yesterday my Mom & I drove to Tampa to put my down payment on my apartment... it's official, I'M TAMPA BOUND. I cannot wait, I just think everyday about moving my furniture into my very own room. I'm of course scared about meeting new peeps, but that also adds to the excitment.
I just keep wondering how much my life will change. I mean, of course I think about the new job, new surroundings, new school, & etc, but... I can't wait to introduce myself as Amber, & they have no idea about my past. They don't know about my family, they don't know about all the loved ones I've lost & how sad my life is. They don't know about David or Gary, and they don't know how I cling to them so much cuz' I can't stand to be alone. Blah Blah Blah, wah, wah, wah. NeWays, I just can't wait...
David is doing well. We still talk alot, he was in Bradenton this weekend for some kind of "races." Of course I worked all weekend, xcept I left early Sunday. I got sick Saturday night, I felt it coming on right B4 I left. It feels like I'm sick all the time now, I guess my immune system is low. I'd love to go to the doctor, but of course I have no insurance. I met this really hot guy over the weekend, actually two... D.J. is the 1st, & also the one I never got a returned phone call from, but Tommy...
It was funny, cuz' when I met him I thought he was too cocky. I laughed almost, cuz' even tho I thought he was cute, I don't like cocky guys. I'll immediatly start knit-picking them just to break their ego. He gave me his phone #, & told me to call him so he would have mine. So, I called his phone @ the bar Thursday night, & his exact words were, "Ok, I gotcha #. I'm leaving, so if u don't call me 2morrow I'm not going to call u." I laughed @ him & said, "Nice knowing u then." I actually didn't store his #, but never erased it. The next day, I was really hung over. After work I checked my messages & was shocked to see my "wonderful" left 2 voicemails. I finally called him back, & made plans for him on Saturday night. dum dum dum, I got sick. I still haven't hung out w/ him, but he's called me everyday. He's not as cocky when he's not drunk, & alot more sweet. He calls just to check up on me, so I think when I feel better I'll go on a date w/ him. I made it very clear though that I'm moving to Tampa. The last thing I need is to get serious.
That reminds me... Steven Tyler. That's all I'm gonna say. lol, I bet whose ever reading this will be confused, but thats ok, I know what I mean.
Neways, I'm gonna go. My NightQuil is kicking in. xoxoxo, sweet dreams.
~*~Pet Peeve of the Day~*~ My Ethics Professor, a$$hole!