Nov 27, 2005 22:26
Let's just say that knowing too much can be torturous. You can't be upset about it because it's not something you're even supposed to know. And you can't approach the issue, if it even is an issue to begin with, because if you used tactics to obtain the info that you don't want to divulge, or sources you don't want to implicate, well, you're screwed.
I think this thanksgiving break has been the longest, most chaotic break known to man. I shopped waaaaaay too much. Accomplished way too little. Went out to eat and drank way too much, and while shakin it with Sammy to the Black Eyed Peas, I decided that I would give anything to be 4 again. So care-free. Zero obligations. No worries (aside from getting the new Dora accessories) Because in retrospect, my only regret in life is that I have been all-too people-pleasing. If I could go back, I would tell off the people who were bitches. I would punch the people who screwed me over royally (rahhhhhhhr). And I would be extremely vocal about things that piss me off, even if the end result was unpleasant. Oh, and I would probably assassinate my fake-as-fuck boss who spends more time trying to impress her colleagues than actually doing her job.
Annnnnyways, tomorrow it's back to school and back to work. Plus I start my new job with JESS!
I really don't want to say anything else right now. So I'm just going to grab my snowflake blanket and crawl into bed.