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There's this person that I've nicknamed BC that has been bothering me for a few weeks now. One night (that I regret) has turned into him texting me at least two nights a week for the last four weeks without me even responding ONCE. At first it was embarrassing, then funny, and now it's creepy and annoying. I finally responded to him tonight asking nicely to please fuck off. Hopefully this is the end to my creepy stalker-type interaction with this fuck. If not then I'm not sure what else to say.
Chad left for Germany today. It's going to be weird not talking to him for three weeks. I'll miss him even more!
This will be the busiest week ever. Tomorrow I work 9am-9pm. The rest of the week I'm booked completely solid and there are a few days I have to come in early to fit clients in. And stay late. Why do I do this? I pretty much don't get compensated for all the extra effort I put in. One more week until I find out if I graduate for sure.
Lately the only people I really talk to are Chad and Lauren. I hang out with Lauren almost every day and it rules.
I can't wait for summer to be over.
Chad left for Germany today. It's going to be weird not talking to him for three weeks. I'll miss him even more!
This will be the busiest week ever. Tomorrow I work 9am-9pm. The rest of the week I'm booked completely solid and there are a few days I have to come in early to fit clients in. And stay late. Why do I do this? I pretty much don't get compensated for all the extra effort I put in. One more week until I find out if I graduate for sure.
Lately the only people I really talk to are Chad and Lauren. I hang out with Lauren almost every day and it rules.
I can't wait for summer to be over.