When you're going through hell, keep going...
#8) My job-No, I don't really LOVE my job, but I'm proud of myself for being where I am. I spend so much time beating myself up because I'm not a singer or "officially" a writer, but for someone my age, I really have it together more than I think I do. I'm 22, I have a good degree from a great school, and I have a job that (almost) pays the bills every month and puts food on the table. Although I am not 100% independent, I have surely made strides in the past several months. Lynda always says, "Em, you're doing everything you should be doing," and I am. I've been very well-respected at every place I've worked, and in a short time, I think I've already left a positive impression with many people here. I live and work in a remarkable city that I often take for granted, but of all the things I'm proud of, being a Bostonian ranks high on the list. The views from the buildings here are amazing and I am lucky to be a part of such a great company.
#7) PSG-When Curtis and I first broke up I started temping through PSG. Shortly thereafter, I was offered a position at the front desk. I truly believe that this was the best thing that has happened to me in a long time. After the sequence of events that I now simply refer to as "the episdoes," I was really wiped clean of friends. Kourtney left for California and as I've mentioned before, Jen just reminded me of bad times in my life. All the "friends" I had at Croma ditched me for Curtis when the going got tough, and although I still had Liz and my family (and her family), I was pretty screwed other than that. Enter PSG. Within a few weeks, I suddenly had an entire group of friends to laugh with. That is what I needed. And now I have a few people from PSG who I think will be my friends for a long time, and NOT walk out of my life if my boyfriend cheats on me. (Attention future boyfriends: For God's sake, please don't cheat on me!) PSG has been an unexpected safe haven and I am so thankful that I stumbled upon it in the midst of my hysteria.
#6) Starbucks-Although I DO love my double tall non-fat mochas and tall mocha light frappucinos, Starbucks is more than that to me. That may sound psychotic, but bear with me. Liz and my mom always make fun of me because I refer to individual locations as "my Starbucks." But they are! My first Starbucks was on Bolyston Street in the Back Bay. That will remain my official Starbucks for eternity, but unfortunately, I don't spend very much time there these days. By my senior year, everyone knew my name and my drink. (I used to get pissed when I wasn't customer-of-the week.) I sat there between classes, after classes, and when Liz lived in Boston, we spent almost every night sitting on the chairs by the window reading and doing our homework. Sometimes I even did Liz's Spanish homework, which sadly was a big thrill for me. Those moments at Starbucks were probably some of my favorite college memories, and I often try to create them with Liz, but we don't have any homework these days, and not so much time to read.
My next Starbucks is in Downtown Crossing. I go there almost every day with Allison and they know our names and drinks there too! When one of us is missing, the guys always ask, "Hey, where's your partner in crime?" I was happy to be a regular there and finally have my own routine again after mine was abruptly taken away from me.
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Curtis is in a relationship with Michelle according to the whore's facebook page. (If I have facebook when I am 30, please feel free to kick me in the va jay jay.) Alyssa broke this news to me at a very inappropriate time on Saturday night while I was actually enjoying myself and not close to jumping off a bridge. So much for that. I feel as though it's necessary to document the fact that the supposed love of my life has apparently moved on, but I don't want to think about it. I don't want to talk about it anymore. The whole situation disgusts me. After everything I did for him, after everything I was for him, to be replaced by a slutty 30-year-old woman? I mean, really Curtis? You're really retarded. Come on...
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Can someone, anyone please just fall into my life and distract me from this disaster? Just for a SECOND?
PLEASE????