||[Dec. 11th, 2007|06:46 pm]
|[||current state of overwhelming misery
|[||rockin out to
|||||i don't want to be in love- good charlotte||]|
So I log onto Myspace today and Kyle left me a message that said he wasn't really sure what to say or how to say it, but he would like to hang out again sometime. He said if I agree to just message him back, so I told him sure. He didn't apologize for abandoning me for so long as a friend, which isn't what I wanted. I just wanted to know he didn't forget about me.
Also, I've come to the conclusion that barista-ing sucks. It's fun. It's great. You make a ton of money. But I spill things. However, working at Borders is awesome so I'll just keep trying until I don't fuck up anymore. The staff and managers are all really nice and make you feel like you've been working there for a while.
I'm still in love with Chris, though, and I came to the conclusion that I hate being in love. Should I ever fall in love again, I will lock myself in my room and stab the wall with an ice pick.
I thought about doing unmentionable things today, but then I thought I'm better than that. Of course, it took talking to Vicky cuz the person I wanted to talk to made it perfectly obvious that they don't care if something horrible happens to me.
Nothing hurts more than walking out on a person to turn around see they've shut the garage door and gone inside...