In two weeks I will be gone. Back in the old country. It isn't for long, but hopefully it will be long enough to catch my breath and tuck in until July.
Then I will be free and I can leave and go some place new. Meet new people and start an actual life of my own.

so i keep having these urges to do and say things. but i keep getting worried about the reactions i will get. this is so dang aggrivating.

Honestly there is not much to report. I work and its ok, I'll make it through the rest of the year and I don't think I'll damage any of the kids ( Read more... )

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so up until today i thought i was doing ok. and actually i am ok. there is just someone i want to strangle right now. he tells me to spill and then he doesn't like it calls me obcessed and says no one, or at least he, cant jus be friends with me, because "i don't work that way". and when all is not quite said on my side continues to block me in any ( Read more... )

So yesterday Ben finally called Char Em with his answer. So after waiting for a conformation for about 2 weeks I finally got one. And in the mail today I got my schedule for training. So things are all set ( Read more... )

I will become everything they want. And then I will deny them. Just because I'm bitter and sick of all the bullshit.

i guess all i have to say is that boys suck. i'm sick of em and want to beat them all with stick.
things will never work out
i'll probably never date again, cause the one's i like don't like me, that and things never work out even when i think they will.

So i started to write again this summer. More poetry of sorts. I'm debating turning my poems into songs, but I'm not sure.

I got flowers at work today, from a guy named Ray. I feel bad, because i know he's one of the regulars, I just can't remember which one. They're pretty, and I'm thinking they weren't that cheap. Oh well.