Update!

Jan 17, 2013 13:24

Hey errybody! Happy New Year and all that jazz. I haven't been around much, I know and I'm sorry. Hope yours is going better than mine is. And the funny thing is, I had a pretty good New Years Eve, and went into 2013 with a positive outlook. Here's what's happened thus far:

- Jan. 1st : The battery on my computer dies because it clearly knows how to party! I have to drop $130 to replace it. Oh, and to get to the Apple Store needed to get a new T pass so that was another 70.

- THERE HAS BEEN CONFIRMATION OF THE BY-OTCH LEAVING AFTER SHE GRADUATES. THIS HAS BEEN THE ONE BEACON OF HOPE AS OF LATE.



- Medra, Jess and Hope have been sick, and I've managed to not be. I've had this nagging morning headache somedays, and a little congestion but nothing major. Until this morning. Sore throat, congestion, groggy head the works. Also, Boston is on High Alert for the flu. Now, I got a flu shot, but it only protects against like, 60% of the flu viruses out there, so FUN.

- Oh, and to top it all off, Greg (the guy at the coffee shop that I really liked and gave me mixed signals) well, confusion cleared right up yesterday! He'd been acting weird around me, like he'd meet my eyes but would barely acknowledge me at all for a while. So I was like, fine you clearly don't like me now I can get over you. This went on for about 2-3 weeks. Then he's my bro again, we're all buddy buddy. Yesterday I got my coffee and he met my eyes briefly but was otherwise too distracted by shorts and leggings girl, with her woolen hat and vintage T-shirt. I mean really, it's fucking snowing you idiot. Whatever. Fine. That's settled, not into me. Then I was leaving work and I saw the owner Lucy (who mentioned to my boss previously that she and her co-workers like watching Greg and I interact) and was going to wave once I passed the column. Her head went up, I passed the column, went to wave and saw Greg with his tongue down short's girls' throat. FUN.

Called Mum last night, had a good cry and woke up feeling like shit physically and emotionally. MOTHER FUCK.

So I truly hope all of your New Years are going better than mine.




real life: guys, real life: roommates, real life: new year

Previous post Next post
Up