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Matt is leaving on Sunday, today was the last day I got to see him because he doesn't work till that Sunday and I'm only working tomorrow. So, we said our bye's, hugged, talked about how much we enjoyed working with each othet ect. i told him he was my favorite manager and he said that he knows blah blah blah. Then after I left and went to publix I remembered the conversation we had a week ago, I asked him when he was leaving and he said "In a week, why? Are you gonna buy me a cake?" He was just kidding obviously. But then I saw the most delicious cake and had to buy it. I went back to the deli holding the big white box with a big ass grin on my face. He blushed and couldn't stop smiling it was adorable. Then he looked at the cake and he's like "wow...that's a sexy cake!" and it was sexy. It was all chocolate, and big ass strawberries on top of it half covered in chocolate as well. You just had to see it, it was a very erotic cake, okay?! damn. quit antagonizing me. it was sad. he seemed sad. and a little embarrassed cause the spot light was on him. we hugged again. and then i left. it was a very awkward good bye, not knowing what to say cause we don't know each other outside of work and all. but honestly, i will miss him. he was the sweetest person ever.
I talked to Sam and we're hanging out this weekend. Hmm. Family guy is on. Perhaps I should make a bar out of my room. I had a long talk with Sage about school. He asked me why I'm not going back and I couldn't tell him what had happened and why I got kicked out because he doesn't know, and he asked me if it was personal or legal reasons and i said legal reasons and now, no matter what i say, he think's i'm an illegal alien and i had faked my social security. I didn't even know you could do that. Oh well. Let napoleon think what he wants to think.
I still think i'm sick, im coughing even more now. and it's been more than three weeks. its fucking ridiculous. And you know what? everytime i cough at work, i cover my mouth with my hands, and even though i don't touch the food, sage makes me wash my hands after EVERY SINGLE TIME! you know how often i cough?! VERY often. it blows.
But me and Sam are either going to indigo room tomorrow night or a bar on saturday. i love how jordan is the bouncer, and his uncle is the bartender. and on top of all that, kelsey works at the albertsons liqour!
I talked to Sam and we're hanging out this weekend. Hmm. Family guy is on. Perhaps I should make a bar out of my room. I had a long talk with Sage about school. He asked me why I'm not going back and I couldn't tell him what had happened and why I got kicked out because he doesn't know, and he asked me if it was personal or legal reasons and i said legal reasons and now, no matter what i say, he think's i'm an illegal alien and i had faked my social security. I didn't even know you could do that. Oh well. Let napoleon think what he wants to think.
I still think i'm sick, im coughing even more now. and it's been more than three weeks. its fucking ridiculous. And you know what? everytime i cough at work, i cover my mouth with my hands, and even though i don't touch the food, sage makes me wash my hands after EVERY SINGLE TIME! you know how often i cough?! VERY often. it blows.
But me and Sam are either going to indigo room tomorrow night or a bar on saturday. i love how jordan is the bouncer, and his uncle is the bartender. and on top of all that, kelsey works at the albertsons liqour!