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Sunday, December 29, 2003 i love my co-workers.
good news: job interview tomorrow. do i smell some $$$ in the air? fingers crossed. i'm home right now. i forget that while i'm here, there are nine other people shoving food into their mouths. it's a wonder why vote comments on my weight loss when i get back to cowtown.
on repeat: "toxic" by britney spears. as much as i would like to hate her like most people, i can't. i have all of her albums. enough said.
it's undeniably troublesome to get into something you can't commit fully to. i'm sorry, a.
shit happens and some things never change.
i IMed an ex-fling. he reminded me why i liked him and why i didn't...
ps: a raunchy boy took a "nap" on my bed tonight, but he was pretty reluctant in admitting it was a nap. what i call a nap, he calls a rest. minutes later, that so-called rest turns into a definite nap. it's ok. if at all possible, he looks more adorable when he's wrong.
ann and i headed to frisco for kristel's thanksgiving shindig. i ran into ngoc there. i haven't seen her for over two years. get this: one of the first things she asked me was "do you still talk to i?"
kristel and i had a moment of eye contact and we both looked at ngoc and chimed "NO." it doesn't bug me that she asked. it's humorous that after almost two years since it's ended, people still wonder.
ps: i think with ever guy i end a relationship with, my sensitivity level goes down. disclaimer, a.
xoxo's from one raunchy boy. :)
come boy. come boy drama.
solution: ice cream. it was past midnight, and ann wanted ice cream. i thought, "hell.. why not. i could use a pint or two." drove over in my sweats and white slippers. talked for hours. forgot about the ice ceam. fell asleep on the couch. a fucking great night.
after chatting with ann, i learned a lot about myself.
i'm sorry, a. it's safe to say.. you broke that barrier of mine.
ps: thanks, ann.
i just got out of a thing, and now i have another thing? a different type of thing, i think. nevertheless, i'm glad how slow things are.
thanks, a. the movie, talk and heh heh were great. :)
i'm frustrated and my heart isn't where it should be. :(
i never realized how selfish you really are. it fucking flew over my head. grow the hell up.
compassion is what a friend shows to another friend. where the fuck did your goes? i gave you my ears, advice, time, and energy. in return, you gave me shit. i hate finding out that i'm not worth it. don't rub shit like that in my face. learn to get some damn compassion.
i'm ok. thanks girls + a.
my room has picked up a collection of its own: water bottles.
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