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Work is great. I absolutely love my job. The people I work with.. my customers.. Love it. And I've made some pretty great connections, which is always nice. I quit Pizza Hut two weeks ago. Now I only work about 40 to 45 hours a week. Its a good break. I make more money now than I was between both jobs.
As soon as I look up a few things, I'm on my way out the door to check out some apartments. Now that I make enough to cover bills, its definitely time to get my own place. I'm stoked.
The boy situation.. Eh. I'm irritated. Haven't had much time to even talk to him. Which has been fine by me lately. I like him, but I don't know. I'll figure it out sometime.
As soon as I look up a few things, I'm on my way out the door to check out some apartments. Now that I make enough to cover bills, its definitely time to get my own place. I'm stoked.
The boy situation.. Eh. I'm irritated. Haven't had much time to even talk to him. Which has been fine by me lately. I like him, but I don't know. I'll figure it out sometime.