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Life really fucking sucks at times, and I don't know why.
Last night at work was GREAT, contrary to what I was originally thinking. The Friday night manager is awesome and Mike was pretty cool too. Phil visited and I actually got to socialize with him, 'cause Jake's was pretty much dead the whole night. We even got to leave a bit earlier than usual.
But the Walton people really managed to piss me off. We had a great time at our little pizza party instead of going to dinner, and made plans to play Life after I got off work. Well... that didn't work out so well.
Nick came up and let us in, and we went down to the basement, where they wouldn't let us in. After they sent a Life piece out for seemingly no reason, and then a part that the game pieces broke off from, me and Phil gave up and went back to Crowell. I swear, if Phil hadn't been with me, I would have been in my room crying, because after I got cell service back, I saw that Jenn or someone using Jenn's phone sent that they gave us a life, now we should go use it. I don't know if it was a joke or not, but I have been so down lately and I have no idea why, and having someone I thought was a friend send me a message like that really hurt. I'm so sick of getting treated like crap, and it just feels like Albright is turning into my high school experience all over again, and that scares me. I'm not sure I can handle that a second time.
The night wasn't a total loss, though. Me and Phil decided to join his roomie and gf at 1402 rather than hanging around being pissed. It was pretty fun, even if it wasn't exactly Phil's kind of music. It was good, for what was probably our "first date."
We went on a Wawa run when we got back with a couple of Crowell people and got some drinks, stayed up and watched Constantine (haha, I fell asleep, actually) and went to bed somewhere around three, I think.
I'm going to drive Yana to the bus station, so I guess I'm done writing for now.
Last night at work was GREAT, contrary to what I was originally thinking. The Friday night manager is awesome and Mike was pretty cool too. Phil visited and I actually got to socialize with him, 'cause Jake's was pretty much dead the whole night. We even got to leave a bit earlier than usual.
But the Walton people really managed to piss me off. We had a great time at our little pizza party instead of going to dinner, and made plans to play Life after I got off work. Well... that didn't work out so well.
Nick came up and let us in, and we went down to the basement, where they wouldn't let us in. After they sent a Life piece out for seemingly no reason, and then a part that the game pieces broke off from, me and Phil gave up and went back to Crowell. I swear, if Phil hadn't been with me, I would have been in my room crying, because after I got cell service back, I saw that Jenn or someone using Jenn's phone sent that they gave us a life, now we should go use it. I don't know if it was a joke or not, but I have been so down lately and I have no idea why, and having someone I thought was a friend send me a message like that really hurt. I'm so sick of getting treated like crap, and it just feels like Albright is turning into my high school experience all over again, and that scares me. I'm not sure I can handle that a second time.
The night wasn't a total loss, though. Me and Phil decided to join his roomie and gf at 1402 rather than hanging around being pissed. It was pretty fun, even if it wasn't exactly Phil's kind of music. It was good, for what was probably our "first date."
We went on a Wawa run when we got back with a couple of Crowell people and got some drinks, stayed up and watched Constantine (haha, I fell asleep, actually) and went to bed somewhere around three, I think.
I'm going to drive Yana to the bus station, so I guess I'm done writing for now.