My feet smell...like peaches.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. What's up.
Not a whole lot.
Ha I put love instead of lot.
OPPS. I guess that shows what I have on my mind.
I guess I'll just recap the last few weeks. Well, I've been looking for a job for awhile now. About 2-3 months. I've only got one call back and that was from the bank in mata. That was about a week ago that I went and got an interview. I guess they don't want me cause they said they would call the end of last week or this week. So I guess if they don't call me this week, I know that they dont want me. I don't know, I filled out many many many applications. I guess I just give up. I don't want that to get me down like it has the last few weeks, so I'm gonna end talking about it that way.
The friend situation is there. Changed in the last few weeks, but it's there. I don't talk to some of the people that I used to talk to. It's not like we had an out about things. Nothing happened. I guess we just stopped talking and having things in common. It doesn't really bother me because some of those people were never my friends to begin with. They were assholes and I was just waiting for the friendships to dull out.
My health is getting better. A lot better if I can say so myself. All the drama with my kidney is over, knock on wood. I have to go back the end of July to get blood work. In August I have to get an IVP test where they put ink in my blood to see how much my kidney is working I guess. I've had the test before, nothing major...it just takes forever to do. So it's kind of annoying to just sit there for like an hour waiting while the guy keeps touching my hips to make sure they didn't move in the last 0.0002345 seconds. I hope I don't get the old creep guy again, I'll be scared then.
The boyfriend situation? Well. I don't know how to explain things. I don't know. I'm talking to Pete. I'd like to get back with him, but that's up to him on his end. I don't want to force him or make him do anything because I've hurt him before and there's no guarentee that things would work out again this time. I guess if it's meant to be, it will be. Whatever is meant to be will be. I guess. I've been broken up with him for about two months now. It took me that long to think. That's a long time. I didn't really do anything with anyone else in that time. I had strong feelings for Pete, but things were just...confused for me. Maybe too much to handle for what I was going through with my kidney and family and shit. But I'm not gonna list excuses. It happened, it's over, and it's the past. It's time to pick up the pieces and try to put them together...and if that isn't possible...I'll have to live. Move on I guess. I don't know, hopefully it will all work out for me.
In other news..I'm gettin tan. WOOT.
Not a whole lot.
Ha I put love instead of lot.
OPPS. I guess that shows what I have on my mind.
I guess I'll just recap the last few weeks. Well, I've been looking for a job for awhile now. About 2-3 months. I've only got one call back and that was from the bank in mata. That was about a week ago that I went and got an interview. I guess they don't want me cause they said they would call the end of last week or this week. So I guess if they don't call me this week, I know that they dont want me. I don't know, I filled out many many many applications. I guess I just give up. I don't want that to get me down like it has the last few weeks, so I'm gonna end talking about it that way.
The friend situation is there. Changed in the last few weeks, but it's there. I don't talk to some of the people that I used to talk to. It's not like we had an out about things. Nothing happened. I guess we just stopped talking and having things in common. It doesn't really bother me because some of those people were never my friends to begin with. They were assholes and I was just waiting for the friendships to dull out.
My health is getting better. A lot better if I can say so myself. All the drama with my kidney is over, knock on wood. I have to go back the end of July to get blood work. In August I have to get an IVP test where they put ink in my blood to see how much my kidney is working I guess. I've had the test before, nothing major...it just takes forever to do. So it's kind of annoying to just sit there for like an hour waiting while the guy keeps touching my hips to make sure they didn't move in the last 0.0002345 seconds. I hope I don't get the old creep guy again, I'll be scared then.
The boyfriend situation? Well. I don't know how to explain things. I don't know. I'm talking to Pete. I'd like to get back with him, but that's up to him on his end. I don't want to force him or make him do anything because I've hurt him before and there's no guarentee that things would work out again this time. I guess if it's meant to be, it will be. Whatever is meant to be will be. I guess. I've been broken up with him for about two months now. It took me that long to think. That's a long time. I didn't really do anything with anyone else in that time. I had strong feelings for Pete, but things were just...confused for me. Maybe too much to handle for what I was going through with my kidney and family and shit. But I'm not gonna list excuses. It happened, it's over, and it's the past. It's time to pick up the pieces and try to put them together...and if that isn't possible...I'll have to live. Move on I guess. I don't know, hopefully it will all work out for me.
In other news..I'm gettin tan. WOOT.