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I had a rather remarkably shitty weekend. One of my closest friend's house was broken into Saturday night. He called me when he got home to tell me and so that I could hopefully calm him down. I'm not entirely sure that I was very helpful in that respect, but I'm inexplicably glad that he knows he can call me anytime no matter what.
Talking to him sent adrenaline a 'coursing through my system so I didn't get much sleep and had two meetings to go to Sunday morning. I apparently zonked out around nine and got a rather angry phone call at ten telling me that I was late for my ride to pick me up. I felt so horrible. Though it's perfectly understandable for someone to be angry with me for being late to be picked up for anything, the fact that it was a horrible weekend, I haven't been to many meetings in the past few months, and the reactions I've gotten the last few times I've asked for rides I was overwhelmingly compelled to just say "Fuck it all." Never in my life have I held so much disdain for allowing myself to have faith in something. Never. I can't explain it....but something just made me want to run the fuck away screaming.
And then I had an absolutely wonderful evening last night. Apart from the death glare from aforementioned friends girlfriend. Got to eat some amazing freaking pancakes and just hang out with some people. It was a good time. Perhaps more on that later.
I've got a date tomorrow night and a job in the school library that starts next week. Presumably I'll be able to get into the dorms for the next full year, given that people deside to cancel their leases...
Things are starting to look up just a smidge and I like it.
I hope everyone has a lovely day because it's only what you make of it.
Talking to him sent adrenaline a 'coursing through my system so I didn't get much sleep and had two meetings to go to Sunday morning. I apparently zonked out around nine and got a rather angry phone call at ten telling me that I was late for my ride to pick me up. I felt so horrible. Though it's perfectly understandable for someone to be angry with me for being late to be picked up for anything, the fact that it was a horrible weekend, I haven't been to many meetings in the past few months, and the reactions I've gotten the last few times I've asked for rides I was overwhelmingly compelled to just say "Fuck it all." Never in my life have I held so much disdain for allowing myself to have faith in something. Never. I can't explain it....but something just made me want to run the fuck away screaming.
And then I had an absolutely wonderful evening last night. Apart from the death glare from aforementioned friends girlfriend. Got to eat some amazing freaking pancakes and just hang out with some people. It was a good time. Perhaps more on that later.
I've got a date tomorrow night and a job in the school library that starts next week. Presumably I'll be able to get into the dorms for the next full year, given that people deside to cancel their leases...
Things are starting to look up just a smidge and I like it.
I hope everyone has a lovely day because it's only what you make of it.