i'm tired, my legs hurt from walking everywhere. i keep on debating on either sleeping or trying to figure out where to put that damn wood, if its still in the yukon...
work was most def. gay until james left; i always seem to be in like a hella better mood when he's gone, and everyone just gets all more happy. james ended up talking to me about that "checker" opening, and supposly its for night crew, and FUCK THAT; but for some reason it just sounds so... ify. i don't know, but we'll all find out soon. i work again in the morning, i was suppose to be off; but marisa was like can you cover brian's shift? and i'm like god damnnit, you let me get a way with everything... so fine. ahaha.
i get to see bestfriend on thursday, since he'll be coming down and we are gonna eat lunch together to catch up on EVERY SINGLE DETAIL that has happened in the past week. haha, man i got stories for you.
hmph, so i offically am just happy! i mean, really.. i'm happy; minus the whole not seeing some friends and what not, but i'll fix that pronto! and on a different note; i just kind of wish, maybe can you be happy for me too? this time i'm not gonna lie, its alot different. trust me, and for sure.. i think i can do this; and if i'm wrong in the long run, you won. its just so hard to actually maybe being TRUELY happy if i have thoughts, and just knowing your uncomfortable with all of this, and it kind of hurts. buttttt then again i can maybe see why you probably think the way you do. but i got this.
i think i should head to bed, or figure out if that wood IS still out there. ugh, super fail.
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