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12:51. Got back from work about 20 minutes ago. Another late night, there was this one family that just would not leave. My manager actually told me to yell at them in spanish or something to make them go. And so I did. And so they left.
No real reason for me writing right now, except I am in a pretty decent mood. Just read Derek's journal, and seeing my name mentioned like that really meant a lot to me, and it made me realize something. I seriously talk to him about anything, and it doesn't make me feel uncomfortable. Its because I know he isn't judging me about it.
Anyways, yea. So today was a busy day. Left the house at about 11am and went to Cranston to my mom's office. From there we met my Aunt up in Scituate and went to the Art Festival. It was pretty nice, some really great pictures here and there... and delicious apple crisp hehehe. After that it was back to drop my aunt off at her car, and them my mom to hers. Lots of driving. Note: There is a thirty year old microwave in the trunk of my car. Claim it now if you want it because I go to the dump Sunday (tomorrow). So... then I went to Chuck E. Cheese. Two hours early mind you, considering I started work at 6 but didn't feel like going home and then driving back.. fuck that. So I worked on my Thematic Essay for an hour, and then Kyle got out of work at 5 so we hung out until I had to go on at 6. We got coffee and a bagle. Yum. After work I drove Kyle Nick and Ray home. Cool. They are really fun guys, I like hanging out with them. So I got home. I read Derek's journal. I felt inspired and decided to write in my own, dedicating the first paragraph to him entirely, realizing that he is currently my closest friend. I left a comment in his journal saying that we should definately hang out more...he is someone I could spend a lot of time with and not really start to feel awkward. Probably cause we always talk, and it always feels like there is an understanding between us. Then I proceeded to write this paragraph, and here I am.
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No real reason for me writing right now, except I am in a pretty decent mood. Just read Derek's journal, and seeing my name mentioned like that really meant a lot to me, and it made me realize something. I seriously talk to him about anything, and it doesn't make me feel uncomfortable. Its because I know he isn't judging me about it.
Anyways, yea. So today was a busy day. Left the house at about 11am and went to Cranston to my mom's office. From there we met my Aunt up in Scituate and went to the Art Festival. It was pretty nice, some really great pictures here and there... and delicious apple crisp hehehe. After that it was back to drop my aunt off at her car, and them my mom to hers. Lots of driving. Note: There is a thirty year old microwave in the trunk of my car. Claim it now if you want it because I go to the dump Sunday (tomorrow). So... then I went to Chuck E. Cheese. Two hours early mind you, considering I started work at 6 but didn't feel like going home and then driving back.. fuck that. So I worked on my Thematic Essay for an hour, and then Kyle got out of work at 5 so we hung out until I had to go on at 6. We got coffee and a bagle. Yum. After work I drove Kyle Nick and Ray home. Cool. They are really fun guys, I like hanging out with them. So I got home. I read Derek's journal. I felt inspired and decided to write in my own, dedicating the first paragraph to him entirely, realizing that he is currently my closest friend. I left a comment in his journal saying that we should definately hang out more...he is someone I could spend a lot of time with and not really start to feel awkward. Probably cause we always talk, and it always feels like there is an understanding between us. Then I proceeded to write this paragraph, and here I am.
End.