yuck.
Work's crazy. Everyday, except Sundays, I work from 10am-8pm. I really like my job, maybe a little too much. I've never seen so much weddings photos before. Just looking at them gives me that tingly, oOoh-I-wanna-get-married-someday feeling. but whatever. The camera equipment is overwhelming. I was issued my own camera. Its huge. I get really tired by the end of the day, and when I get home I call Zack -- who is always usually too busy to talk. But at least work will keep me busy. Hopefully it would get my mind off a few things -- things that shouldn't matter..
But it does.
So let's say everyone knows this "secret"...EXCEPT YOU... and when you uncover that secret from a good friend, don't you feel like you've been betrayed by everyone else who's known it, but never came forth and told you? and all these other so called "friends" can say is that they didn't want you to get hurt by knowing "the truth"..
fuckin stupid.
I think im shitting out of my mouth again, but some people can be so inconsiderate.
But it does.
So let's say everyone knows this "secret"...EXCEPT YOU... and when you uncover that secret from a good friend, don't you feel like you've been betrayed by everyone else who's known it, but never came forth and told you? and all these other so called "friends" can say is that they didn't want you to get hurt by knowing "the truth"..
fuckin stupid.
I think im shitting out of my mouth again, but some people can be so inconsiderate.