I'm so frustrated. And in these situations I watch CNN but I watch it with my hands covering my eyes. I don't give a flying fuck who is right. I don't care who is wrong. I don't see the point in mutilating a country for two soldiers. I don't see the point in letting your country get demolished for two soldiers. I don't care for Hezbollah. Letting ( Read more... )

Can America control the KKK?

Then Lebanon cannot control Hezbollah.

Stop blaming their government.

So I decided that I'm not going to even bother trying. I have a goal to meet and I will not let anyone or anything get in my fucking way. He's a gorgeous guy, seems nice, etc. I'm not spending the next two weeks being enamored and trying to cope with my stupidity. I'll know when. Right? Right? Yeah, right. Boy is he good looking ( Read more... )

Remember all the bull I wrote about letting go? There is one aspect of myself that has stayed. The part of me that clams up and runs to the mountains when I meet a good looking guy that is the right one. I have confidence, I have personality, but just to even get a word out of my mouth. Hah.

I was cleaning out my computer files since they haven't been deleted in ages and came across some old "memorabilia." Then and there I realized I've been here for a year. I've had my same job for 10 months. I have let go of all the bad things that harmed me ( Read more... )

I finally have a day off of work and school. It's been a month. Sadly, I'm having a yard sale also, so I'm still working ( Read more... )

I need to talk to someone who is outside of CWC but knows how the place functions. I'm referring to you Derek. I have an earful to tell you. Like how Deanna has been avoiding me for the past week or so. And that we're hiring 20 people. And about this guy in my Anthro class. And about the one in my yoga class. Actually, my whole yoga class, period. ( Read more... )

Oh, what can I say?

I'm pathetic.

And not just that, pathetic and overworked.

And not just that, lost at sea.

And not just that, also empty.

And not just that, unsure and nervous.

And not just that, also guilty.

And not just that, I'm also angry.

And not just that...

Believe me, there's more to this.

I had a wonderful update ready and accidentally deleted it. I'll write it later. I'm too tired.

Derek,

I have to get you a gift or I'll feel guilty.


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School tomorrow. Not thrilled at all ( Read more... )