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I drove with the Martinez clan that I will be part of someday to Dulles Airport today.
I left Ricky after security check-in, because I had to around 4:20pm.
I won't see him again until December 14th, or December 15th.
Today has been absolutely miserable.
My hair has purple in it.
I like it, I think.
I miss Ricky, a lot.
This is so stupid.
I should have gone to a better school, god fucking damnit.
Not like that would bring him back from Prague, Czech Republic, but regardless.
I start work at Red Robin very soon.
Training next week.
I think I'm excited?
I know the money will be nice.
I was talking to Ricky today. I told him I hope some old person comes in and loves me so much after I wait on them amazingly well, and they give me a 100,000 dollar tip.
I told him I'd put it in a bank account until he came back home from Prague, and then we'd put a down-payment on a house.
I wouldn't tell my mother I had that kind of money, though, because she would make me pay for everything.
Wait, I already do pay for everything.
Sorry, I pretended to forget for a second.
Lol, this sounds like what goes through my head a lot of the time.
Oh, Ricky and I ran into Josh the other day.
He was leaning against a wall outisde of Macy's smoking a cigarette.
Ricky held me super close and kissed me as we walked past.
What a douchebag, he was.
I am waiting paitently for mommmmyy and daddyyyy to come home from shopping or wherever they are.
I have to thank them profusely for letting me live in their house free of charge for 3.5 months, and for treating me better than my real parents ever have.
They're wonderful people.
Some day I hope to be half as successful as they are, and definitely have as incredible a family as they do.
I feel like writing, so I am going to keep typing.
I think it's because I can type really fast, haha.
I am going to write with a pen in this composition book that Ricky gave me.
We were searching through his sister's closet the other day, keep in mind she doesn't live here anymore, and we came across a box of stuff. Lots of school things were in there, and a blank composition book was inside as well. He said I could have it. Today I opened it to begin writing in it after I had left him at the airport and was, and well, quite frankly still am, a complete mess, and as soon as I opened it, there it was. "I LOVE YOU JESSIE LEE" in humongus magenta sharpie on the first page. -Cue crying- Haha.
I wrote a page, and then closed it.
I'll do that every single day that he's gone, and give it to him to read on the 14th, or 15th of December.
This is going to be the best Christmas ever.
That's what I keep telling myself.
In the meantime, I need to have good friends, because otherwise I am going to be the most miserable human being on the planet.
Also, to those of you that have just shipped off to college- choose your friends wisely. I know it feels like you're at summer camp for the first few weeks, but do realize you MAY have to be around the same obnoxious people for nine months. Just Sayin'.
God, I am so sad.
I love Ricky.
You all know that, I know, but I feel like I have to type that.
I left Ricky after security check-in, because I had to around 4:20pm.
I won't see him again until December 14th, or December 15th.
Today has been absolutely miserable.
My hair has purple in it.
I like it, I think.
I miss Ricky, a lot.
This is so stupid.
I should have gone to a better school, god fucking damnit.
Not like that would bring him back from Prague, Czech Republic, but regardless.
I start work at Red Robin very soon.
Training next week.
I think I'm excited?
I know the money will be nice.
I was talking to Ricky today. I told him I hope some old person comes in and loves me so much after I wait on them amazingly well, and they give me a 100,000 dollar tip.
I told him I'd put it in a bank account until he came back home from Prague, and then we'd put a down-payment on a house.
I wouldn't tell my mother I had that kind of money, though, because she would make me pay for everything.
Wait, I already do pay for everything.
Sorry, I pretended to forget for a second.
Lol, this sounds like what goes through my head a lot of the time.
Oh, Ricky and I ran into Josh the other day.
He was leaning against a wall outisde of Macy's smoking a cigarette.
Ricky held me super close and kissed me as we walked past.
What a douchebag, he was.
I am waiting paitently for mommmmyy and daddyyyy to come home from shopping or wherever they are.
I have to thank them profusely for letting me live in their house free of charge for 3.5 months, and for treating me better than my real parents ever have.
They're wonderful people.
Some day I hope to be half as successful as they are, and definitely have as incredible a family as they do.
I feel like writing, so I am going to keep typing.
I think it's because I can type really fast, haha.
I am going to write with a pen in this composition book that Ricky gave me.
We were searching through his sister's closet the other day, keep in mind she doesn't live here anymore, and we came across a box of stuff. Lots of school things were in there, and a blank composition book was inside as well. He said I could have it. Today I opened it to begin writing in it after I had left him at the airport and was, and well, quite frankly still am, a complete mess, and as soon as I opened it, there it was. "I LOVE YOU JESSIE LEE" in humongus magenta sharpie on the first page. -Cue crying- Haha.
I wrote a page, and then closed it.
I'll do that every single day that he's gone, and give it to him to read on the 14th, or 15th of December.
This is going to be the best Christmas ever.
That's what I keep telling myself.
In the meantime, I need to have good friends, because otherwise I am going to be the most miserable human being on the planet.
Also, to those of you that have just shipped off to college- choose your friends wisely. I know it feels like you're at summer camp for the first few weeks, but do realize you MAY have to be around the same obnoxious people for nine months. Just Sayin'.
God, I am so sad.
I love Ricky.
You all know that, I know, but I feel like I have to type that.