| Confessions of a 20 something |
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i got the job I was interviewing for today. Its not what I really want to do but it pays a lot better than my job at the golf course as assistant manager. I really want to go back to school, but I think i need some real life job experience in before I spend another two to three years in grad/law school. I talked to both of the boys today. To Norm alot more than John though.... it was cute how he was concurned about me and my MRI. While John was just talking about his usual day. I could tell you what he will say before he says it cause it never changes. my friend says I need to tell John that I want to see other people and he might get his shit together when he doesn't have me because he knows so far, that I have always stuck by his boring ass, mommas boy side. I can't stand his parents ... freaking rednecks. His mom married his old ass step dad for his money. I think having a boyfriend whos parents like me isn't a horrid thing to ask. I quit my shitty job this weekend and tell my lovely lady who wants me that I wont be there anymore. sigh, she is a fucking hottie! i am so emotionaly tired today do to the interview and the MRI.. I really want to find out what the mass is in the back of my neck. Just shoot me in the head if it is a tumor in my neck!! I love being naked and I hang out in my room all the time this way.. I can't wait to move out and get out of the state I am in. I am tired of a lot of things and its just stressful. my bf told me that I have no idea how beautiful I am and that is part of my charm but that i am an idiot if I don't realize how I look. I find it funny how once you graduate people tell you in herds how they wanted you or had crushes on you. come on guys.. where are the balls and girls what is up? I love talkign to my rock star friend.. and it makes me seem cooler in turn because I know someone young and famous. He's a fucking hottie but I would never sleep with him , he has way to many women and I know ALL about them.lol. and they say guys dont gossip.
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