Tutoring/Love Note/Borings
Woke up extra fucking tired because I stayed up to watch Black in America. School was harmless, and somewhat enjoyable; Ian and I spent some quality time in MT and I convinced Mrs. Long to let us color in art ;).
Came home, got shit together and slept <3
Got to econ, our group project is almost done and I'm one of the loafers. All I will have to end up doing is the power point. It was interactive, and I wasn't in too shabby of a mood.
Got back to my car and there was a note on it. Fuck, I figured someone was going to a.) tell me my hub caps were gone or b.) argue about politics. But I was surprised to find a beckoning note from this extra genius, anemic boy in my old philo class. Wow... cool... someone listens to me drag on about philosophy and they're actually still interested. Alright so he asked me to coffee, about which I was completely shocked. And more engimatic- he ended it with a drawing of a man holding money. WTF? I told him that I was seeing someone but I'd really like to talk to him. So I hope he wasn't on some mission to meet a soul mate or any of that shit. Perhaps I can carry on another one of my sexless affairs with him ;p. (I have a fair share of those.) Maybe this wouldn't happen if I was more of a universal bitch. Oh well- my lifestyle is just sort of deviant. I would never want to be as snappy and arrogant as my friends when it comes to guys. Also, I never really hang out with good-looking assholes. Let's see, I have one with Zac, Kyle, Kindo, and then of course there are guys with whom I just frequently chat. Le shrug. Jacob and I? We're dating per SE... but it's surreal because I'm really only intellectually attracted to him... well... besides sexually. He's so much younger (well, for high school,) so he often has no fucking idea what's going on in my head, unless we're bashing religion... which gets old. And of course, the universal stuff. But I see no point in breaking up with him because we both know it will end quite soon and we both get companionship & whatnot out of the relationship. Bah... why am I not more of a picky woman? I guess this set up is fine until the end of summer.
Total change of subject: I got fired from tutoring "Callie" after about 2 months. :/ Shit, I hate seeing people fail. I feel so terrible for her mental state of disorganization & her identity crisis, or whatever. She has been switching hands in foster homes for a while, but she finally found herself at the doorstep of dedicated people. I hope not all is lost, and I feel the pain for Callie's pre-adopted mother. I wanted to cry.