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I feel so overwhelmed/upset. I hate Blimpie's. Perhaps hate is a bit excessive, what I meant is I need a new job, fast. I'm coming up on my one year, and it's getting so hard to keep going back, holding my tongue about all the shit that Joy and I put up with. I can't even imagine how she feels, since she's been there three years. Nick...is lazy. Lazy and a bit bossy and more than a bit idiotic. It's getting so hard to keep from talking back to him, but I have to keep myself in check because even though I get paid shit money, I need it, now more than ever.
My uncle goes on trial soon, and it's not looking good for him. I just hope that the jury is compassionate.
My great-uncle can't last too long now, and he still hasn't taught me to paint landscapes with utility paint-brushes. He probably never will.
This last thing...I don't even know what to say about it. Mostly because it hasn't bothered me this much in months. I remember when I couldn't go a single day without thinking of you and missing the way that I used to be able to talk to you. But that era ended and I'm okay with that now. It took awhile but I finally stopped missing you so much. But now, I miss you all over again, and I really want to set everything straight that I was too scared to do before. The fact that your leaving so soon makes it all seem so much more urgent than it did, and makes me regret all the time I've wasted being indecisive and mute.
In short, this has been one of the most stressful and horrid summers of my young life, and I can't wait until class starts again so I won't have time to think so much about these things.
My uncle goes on trial soon, and it's not looking good for him. I just hope that the jury is compassionate.
My great-uncle can't last too long now, and he still hasn't taught me to paint landscapes with utility paint-brushes. He probably never will.
This last thing...I don't even know what to say about it. Mostly because it hasn't bothered me this much in months. I remember when I couldn't go a single day without thinking of you and missing the way that I used to be able to talk to you. But that era ended and I'm okay with that now. It took awhile but I finally stopped missing you so much. But now, I miss you all over again, and I really want to set everything straight that I was too scared to do before. The fact that your leaving so soon makes it all seem so much more urgent than it did, and makes me regret all the time I've wasted being indecisive and mute.
In short, this has been one of the most stressful and horrid summers of my young life, and I can't wait until class starts again so I won't have time to think so much about these things.