Give in. Get out. Give up.
Good Lord, what a week it's been. I've never fully understood the meaning of the word scatterbrained until fairly recently. Between this move, having my belongings in two places, and working roughly sixteen hours on an almost daily basis, my mindset has been somewhat altered. Tell me again why it was that I got a second job?? To catch up with old friends, as it would seem.
The other night, a woman came into the store and I immediately recognized her... I just couldn't recall from where till she gave me her credit card...
Her name was Donna and of course she was Ashley Contrares' aunt. Hopw ironic, considering I'd just seen Josh Hollenbeck at Applebee's when I was there eating nasty salads with Wes. lol. I gave her my number for Loo and not four hours later, my phone played Jack Johson, alerting me of a new text message.
Dor the twenty or so minutes that Loo and I were texted each other, I couldn't help thinking back on the friendship that was... or is... or will be or whatever. For the most part though, I was thinking about those summer nights at Books-A-Million, when I was so sure that things would never change. I guess, in retrospect, I notice mild similarities... but in other ways, much bigger ways, I suppose, I feel I've changed sooooo much.
I don't really hold onto things anymore... not like I used to anyway. I have no reason to anymore. I've moved on. My life is so close to perfect it almost disgusts me. lol. My boyfriend is amazing and I don't think I could ever be happier... I guess in that sense I have changed a great deal. When Loo asked me what I was up to, the first thing I said to her was, "I have a great boyfriend." She responded saying, "Super. Does he have any great single friends?"
In another sense, I almost feel the tighter the grip, the farther they slip. And like Ashley said, "I'm too old" to hate people. I'm too old to keep remembering what happened back then. Who dated who. Who slept with who. Who cheated on who. I'm too busy to care... or even notice.
Nevertheless, I have a barbeque to get ready for...
... and an amazing man sitting beside me.
Wes: You know what my favorite part of my job is?
me: *sits there and shakes head "no"*
Wes: I get to drink while I'm doing it.
The other night, a woman came into the store and I immediately recognized her... I just couldn't recall from where till she gave me her credit card...
Her name was Donna and of course she was Ashley Contrares' aunt. Hopw ironic, considering I'd just seen Josh Hollenbeck at Applebee's when I was there eating nasty salads with Wes. lol. I gave her my number for Loo and not four hours later, my phone played Jack Johson, alerting me of a new text message.
Dor the twenty or so minutes that Loo and I were texted each other, I couldn't help thinking back on the friendship that was... or is... or will be or whatever. For the most part though, I was thinking about those summer nights at Books-A-Million, when I was so sure that things would never change. I guess, in retrospect, I notice mild similarities... but in other ways, much bigger ways, I suppose, I feel I've changed sooooo much.
I don't really hold onto things anymore... not like I used to anyway. I have no reason to anymore. I've moved on. My life is so close to perfect it almost disgusts me. lol. My boyfriend is amazing and I don't think I could ever be happier... I guess in that sense I have changed a great deal. When Loo asked me what I was up to, the first thing I said to her was, "I have a great boyfriend." She responded saying, "Super. Does he have any great single friends?"
In another sense, I almost feel the tighter the grip, the farther they slip. And like Ashley said, "I'm too old" to hate people. I'm too old to keep remembering what happened back then. Who dated who. Who slept with who. Who cheated on who. I'm too busy to care... or even notice.
Nevertheless, I have a barbeque to get ready for...
... and an amazing man sitting beside me.
Wes: You know what my favorite part of my job is?
me: *sits there and shakes head "no"*
Wes: I get to drink while I'm doing it.