Wait and Hope!
Pascal is coming this Sunday and will be staying with me for 2 1/2 months.
So I started working again for the past few weeks. They shut down the store by my house where I was working at and now I have moved to a much nicer store that is better organized. And today, I was getting hit on like mad by some the guy co-workers. It's not their fault, I didn't mention I have a boyfriend. I was asked out to a movie and then one of the guys put his number in my cell. Oh boy *rolls eyes*. At these times I am glad I have the excuse that I have a boyfriend because I wouldn't know what to do. I tend to feel like my space is invaded and/or I sometimes get self-conscious even if I don't always show it. It seems like I've been getting noticed a lot lately. And I swear I don't say these things out of self-conceit but sometimes I am happy about it. But a lot of times I feel unnerved by it. Eyes just rolling over my body and face. Some men have invading hungry eyes and others just wandering. CrEePy. Sometimes, when i feel very introverted, I wish I could just blend in with the walls.
A dear friend of mine here in Pasadena has been ignoring me for over a month now and it breaks my heart. I wish he would answer my calls and texts but I can't force him to do something he doesn't want to do.
I'm having a hard-time balancing school and work at the moment and trying to get ready for Pascal's arrival. AAAH. SO MUCH TO DO!
And at times my thoughts wander off. The Eternal Daydreamer.
My mom and I have been watching a lot of anime, mostly my mom. I join in when I can. I watched an anime called Gankutsuou based on the Count of Monte Cristo but set far in the feature in Paris. It's artistic because it's really oddly put together, the drawings and textures and computer stuff. I like this one song from the show call We Were Lovers by Jean-Jacques Burnel. I think it's really good and it makes me think of Pascal in some parts of the song. And it's not cheesy so go check it out. It's the whole song at the end of the show about 3 and a half minutes long. If you listen to it, you can probably guess that I am a hopeless romantic at heart. But you probably already knew that.
Well, it's late and there's loads to do. Hope all is well by anyone that reads this.
Peace.