I wake up...Why do I get out of bed? Oh, to go to work. Why work? To make money. Why make money? To pay for bills. Why pay bills? So I can live for tommorrow. Why live for tomorrow? So I can go to work.......

A vicious cycle that continuelly tears into me. To make it worse, I hate my job. Sometimes my co-workers are mean to me, and the sexual harassment bothers me, and they don't pay me enough to care, and, customers are such assholes sometimes, and my co-workers like to call off when tey find out they are working with so-and-so manager, [so then that manager is short X-amount of people, and ask the people that are there to stay till whenever....] It makes me mad. But I don't have the energy to be angry. I feel as if I barely have the enrgy to go to work and perform my job! Plus, being sick doesn't help at all....

But Aaron is here......and has made a world of a difference. Waking up in his arms starts my day with a smile. To see him when I come home, giving me a hug......makes the day worth it. But when I see him, I think "whats the point? he's just going to leave.....leave me alone.....just like sephiroth......" But I try to make the best out of the little time I have with him. ^_^

[Something weird.....When I picked him up at the airport, I looked at him......and just didn't know who he was. I knew WHO he was....but felt like I didn't personally know him and was just follwoing my lines, like an actor reading a script....But that night, it al came back to me. :Sweat:]