So i haven't written here for a while and i jus updated...theres a few things to catch up on.
*I now work @ macy's THISIT part time...apparantely i get more than some of the pple that have worked there quite a bit longer than me; this didn't go over too well w/some of them and they're very bitter and snotty towards me. I've already discovered the drama that goes on in there and there for a vow to jus do my work and not get involved because i've learned that much from my previous employment. this past friday was my first pay day...it was nice to cash a pay check, something i haven't done in over 3 months!
*my new car, a mazda 626 yr '02, has been officially named...buster the thruster...the funky HON might be up for sale it was a good car even when the door couldn't open from the inside and i had to push the window up and down!
*school will be starting soon...i'll be even busier; being busy is good cus i dont feel lazy, but then its bad cus it gets me tired!
With all this going on in my life, there still seems to be something (actually someone) missing. While i'm having fun going clubbing, it makes me sad that i dont have neone to go home to. Then the guy that i do think i have something going on w/is confusing the hell outta me...it sux. the good thing is i dont sit around and mope about it (partially cus i dont have the time to), i just live my life day by day hoping for that right one to come along.
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So...someone has come along but there's of course complications to it...
The confusion of what I am to someone is breaking my heart. I wish there was a way to ask straight out w/out risking him knowing how much I care for him. The eyes are the windows to your soul/heart...but if i try and look into his eyes, won't he see my heart? Damn his ex who broke his heart and still has a grasp on it leaving him unable to trust someone new and move on. Damn him for his sweet words and gestures. Just as I bring my self back down from the high of anticipation, he builds it back up making me wonder whether I mean more to him than just a good friend. He claims that he loves to be around me because I'm a great person and he just can't describe what "it" is about me. I HATE not knowing. |