It’s as if life isn’t real and it’s a dream. Some days I feel like everyone I know are strangers. Some days I don’t even know who I am.
Disgusted.
Meh - Well I don’t know what I did but goodbye. It was nice knowing you and the memories were fun. Sucks how we went from strangers to friends to strangers. Guess that’s life? Alright.
I am not pleased right now.
Okay Update on Summer: I passed Japanese with a high grade and I’m happy. I also will never eat Taco Bell ever again. Since 5am- it had me puking. I can’t say I won’t stop eating fast food entirely- but Taco Bell will never enter my tums ever again. I think I’m going to start baking sweets because I am in this phase of baking stuff and giving it to the ones I love.
Trying to plan my summer starting now. I’m already filling my calendar with hanging out with friends and food escapades. Ohhhh yeahh~
Would I be even more hurt or happier if I pursued that moment? That is what haunts me to this day…..
Currently crying because I am trying to study Japanese grammar and it’s just not kicking in and my deadline is tomorrow at 5:30. :’(
Spent the day with my mother and grandmother. Bought them a small present and took them out to eat. Day was a bit ruined due to the fact that I had to work…. My job kept me an extra hour but eh. I guess. I’m only in it for the “experience”. At least good news emerged. I have a job interview on Wednesday…. at a food place…. and island food place. heh… ;D Oh yeahhhh. Downside.. I haven’t studied for any of my exams! Stress will be on high this whole week.
My poor feet. :(
My poor mind.
Things too good to be true. Shouldn’t have expected much.
Well then.. what an interesting day. First I scared a coworker for my pleasure and their reaction was priceless. Apparently another coworker thinks I’m cute. The rest of my team members are so much fun to be around. I love the atmosphere but the work is so not worth the pay. :/
This is the most I’ve ever been on facebook. lmao.
I hope I’m spamming the shit out of his newsfeed. Fag.
I need an escape.. :/