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| Just so everyone knows... Mike and I are happily back together again. | | |
| So. Mike and I are no longer together. My heart is 100% broken. And I think I'm moving to Illinois. I do not have any snow shoes.
Nothing is the same. It's pretty much mutually decided that it's my family's fault that he felt the need to leave. It was a swift and unexpected blow, which makes it harder, in my opinion. It's less like he left me and more like he's dead.
It would've been a year and a half on December 1st.
But you know what they say about relationships at the year and a half point... You either break up, or start talking about marriage.
I miss him like a cancelled show misses cable... | | |
| I've been at Bean's for over 8 hours now... And now Mike tells me that he'll probably be another hour or so, and might stay with his parents...
Shit.
But... New layout? | | |
| Today is the day of reckoning.
Mike is going to the doctor today so they can take a look at this
hernia thing... They're either going to tell him he needs surgery, that
it will heal on its own, or that it's not a hernia... The latter is the
most frightening. He's pretty much resigned himself to having surgery,
but apparently the recovery time is not quite as long and drawn out as
he had at first assumed. I suppose we'll see.
Looks like I'll probably be working at Domino's again. I'm going to
talk to Patty today. It'll be okay, though, cos, so far, it seems like
I'll only be working the lunch shift Monday through Friday.
I am incredibly tired. I haven't been sleeping right for a while now,
but last night was especially bad. I think I got around an hour of
actual sleep... Between 5am and 6am. If I do end up working at Domino's
again, it'll be nice to get to sleep in past 5:45 or 6am. Maybe. If I'm
not still working at Kool Beanz.
I hate that name. So much.
Mike's goal is to be on our way to Okinawa by this time next year. To live. For a long time.
I need inspiration. I need to start taking pictures again. I'm getting boring and pathetic and bland. I need gas money.
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| I've been thinking a lot about college lately.
I don't know what I want to do, I can't afford the colleges I'd want to
go to, and I don't know what would happen with Mike, but I kind of want
to go...
It makes me feel horrible to read what Kristine, Sarah, and other
various people have to say about it... How they're so excited to go or
how much they love it there... I'm feeling so confused and stuck.
I don't wish I would've gone when I had originally planned, because I wasn't ready for it then. I am ready for it now.
And I don't want to go to a community college...
I wish I had a buttload of money, and I wish Mike and I were married.
Then, I could just go to Liberty, and we could live together in town,
and everything would be great. I would be back to my normal self.
I miss the good ol' days.
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