Countdown: 135 Days Remaining
Saturday, February 6, 2010: 12:20 a.m.
Well hi there. I’d like to say I’ve just been busy, but that’s not the case. Don’t worry, though. I don’t feel like dragging this out.
I’ve been dealing with a lot of completely unnecessary stress and bullshit lately. I keep up my 20 hours of work per week, I’ve yet to miss a single class this quarter (and have no intention to in the future, either), I’ve been kissing ass and giving up a lot of personal ground, and for some reason things just aren’t panning out. I keep getting bit in the ass by the very things that I do with the intention of avoiding ass-bitery.
Namely, I’m getting accused of shit I haven’t done/will never do, and for some reason I am unable to prove that I’m innocent. It’s like the fucking court thing before. Someone points a finger, and BAM, I’m fucked, whether I’m guilty or not. Reminds me of a movie I saw recently. “Just take the plea… we’ll go easy on you if you do.” But you know what? Taking the plea confirms a lie, and I’d rather deal with a psychotic paranoia than subscribe to any fabricated crimes and let some twisted mind rest assured in that untruth while I bear the burden of a cross that isn’t mine.
I’m locked in with some people for summer, though. Friends. People I know I get along with and who won’t make shit up about me just to justify themselves. They don’t subscribe to any self-serving habits that are malicious to any degree. And we all appreciate each other and understand the nature of sharing and respect, two keystones that seem to be missing in reciprocation in my current living arrangement.
It’s sad, but beyond whatever problems persist in popping up at home, everything else is going well. I’m doing great at my job. I’m getting a lot of training with the system and I’m pretty sure I’m well-liked by everyone. I’m only slightly behind in some of my school assignments, but I plan on catching up this weekend and during the week, since I don’t have half of my classes this upcoming week (we have Friday off for substitute President’s Day or something - we couldn’t have the Monday off because that would have been two Monday holidays this quarter, which would have forced an entire make-up day to make minimum student attendance requirements in all Monday classes).
Luke and I are going on five months, and even though I only get to see him for about 48 hours every week, and 14 of those are asleep, and another 11 are when he’s in class or I’m at work, and 9 are when we’re in class… it’s better than nothing. (Doing the math, we only actually get “together” time for 14 hours all week)
I guess that’s about it. Things have been pretty busy, but besides Luke, I don’t get to do much socializing. It’s starting to hit harder now, how lonely I am. Just five more months and I can be a normal person again.
Well hi there. I’d like to say I’ve just been busy, but that’s not the case. Don’t worry, though. I don’t feel like dragging this out.
I’ve been dealing with a lot of completely unnecessary stress and bullshit lately. I keep up my 20 hours of work per week, I’ve yet to miss a single class this quarter (and have no intention to in the future, either), I’ve been kissing ass and giving up a lot of personal ground, and for some reason things just aren’t panning out. I keep getting bit in the ass by the very things that I do with the intention of avoiding ass-bitery.
Namely, I’m getting accused of shit I haven’t done/will never do, and for some reason I am unable to prove that I’m innocent. It’s like the fucking court thing before. Someone points a finger, and BAM, I’m fucked, whether I’m guilty or not. Reminds me of a movie I saw recently. “Just take the plea… we’ll go easy on you if you do.” But you know what? Taking the plea confirms a lie, and I’d rather deal with a psychotic paranoia than subscribe to any fabricated crimes and let some twisted mind rest assured in that untruth while I bear the burden of a cross that isn’t mine.
I’m locked in with some people for summer, though. Friends. People I know I get along with and who won’t make shit up about me just to justify themselves. They don’t subscribe to any self-serving habits that are malicious to any degree. And we all appreciate each other and understand the nature of sharing and respect, two keystones that seem to be missing in reciprocation in my current living arrangement.
It’s sad, but beyond whatever problems persist in popping up at home, everything else is going well. I’m doing great at my job. I’m getting a lot of training with the system and I’m pretty sure I’m well-liked by everyone. I’m only slightly behind in some of my school assignments, but I plan on catching up this weekend and during the week, since I don’t have half of my classes this upcoming week (we have Friday off for substitute President’s Day or something - we couldn’t have the Monday off because that would have been two Monday holidays this quarter, which would have forced an entire make-up day to make minimum student attendance requirements in all Monday classes).
Luke and I are going on five months, and even though I only get to see him for about 48 hours every week, and 14 of those are asleep, and another 11 are when he’s in class or I’m at work, and 9 are when we’re in class… it’s better than nothing. (Doing the math, we only actually get “together” time for 14 hours all week)
I guess that’s about it. Things have been pretty busy, but besides Luke, I don’t get to do much socializing. It’s starting to hit harder now, how lonely I am. Just five more months and I can be a normal person again.