Thursday, 16 September 2004
He strikes me as something of a donkey orifice.
Thursday, 16 September 2004 00:41After the hell and emotional rollercoaster ride I've but these two for the last 4 months, it's now my turn to be the jealous one. As was the case, now its my turn to accept reality for what it is. Physically, I have. Mentally, I know, but refuse to accept it. These short little bursts of jealousy and confusion fade quickly, but when they strike...I now understand how these two felt.
But you know what? She's happy. That makes me happy. But...damn that tiny shred of male pride. Keep in mind, Sarah...I'm not mad at you. You did nothing wrong. I'm really not mad at all...just more so confused and slightly jealous. However, I find myself very happy for you, and that's what makes it all worthwhile. Everyone is happy. And I still hold on to a wonderful dream--that the four of us get together and have a wonderful blast.
Don't feel bummed because you heard annoyance in my voice tonight. I've moved beyond it for now. Don't worry--I will always be your best friend; don't think otherwise. It's just now my turn to adapt to change, like you and April have. Don't feel like you're putting me off, because I don't feel that way at all. Don't let what you heard in my voice ruin your time with him. (hugs)
I do know this--that when I talk to you come Sunday, I'm gonna be anxious to hear all about your trip to the Scottish Festival, and all the kilts you run away with. All that'll be needed is some time, and everything will be fully normal. I still love you, and always will.
And I'm happy again.
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The day, oh, the day. Woke at 11, and loafed until 3, until I had class. After class, back here until going to Wal-Mart. Oh, how I love Wal-Mart red tape. I go there with the intention of cashing my check, since you can cash a Wal-Mart paycheck at any Wal-Mart. I go to the service desk, wanting to cash it, and they tell me that they only cash paychecks on payday and only for those who work there.
Bullshit, I thought.
So I find another Associate, tell her the situation, she calls management, and I get the ok. The person at the service desk didn't look too happy, but as I walked away, money in hand, I had a big grin on my face, one of...gotcha. When I came back to the dorm, I had food, and did laundry, chatting to April as I did so. Then, silly male pride reared its ugly head (see above), and more chat with Sarah and April left me happy again.
I get to go to NP soon. :)
Now to bed.
Nighty night, all.
But you know what? She's happy. That makes me happy. But...damn that tiny shred of male pride. Keep in mind, Sarah...I'm not mad at you. You did nothing wrong. I'm really not mad at all...just more so confused and slightly jealous. However, I find myself very happy for you, and that's what makes it all worthwhile. Everyone is happy. And I still hold on to a wonderful dream--that the four of us get together and have a wonderful blast.
Don't feel bummed because you heard annoyance in my voice tonight. I've moved beyond it for now. Don't worry--I will always be your best friend; don't think otherwise. It's just now my turn to adapt to change, like you and April have. Don't feel like you're putting me off, because I don't feel that way at all. Don't let what you heard in my voice ruin your time with him. (hugs)
I do know this--that when I talk to you come Sunday, I'm gonna be anxious to hear all about your trip to the Scottish Festival, and all the kilts you run away with. All that'll be needed is some time, and everything will be fully normal. I still love you, and always will.
And I'm happy again.
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The day, oh, the day. Woke at 11, and loafed until 3, until I had class. After class, back here until going to Wal-Mart. Oh, how I love Wal-Mart red tape. I go there with the intention of cashing my check, since you can cash a Wal-Mart paycheck at any Wal-Mart. I go to the service desk, wanting to cash it, and they tell me that they only cash paychecks on payday and only for those who work there.
Bullshit, I thought.
So I find another Associate, tell her the situation, she calls management, and I get the ok. The person at the service desk didn't look too happy, but as I walked away, money in hand, I had a big grin on my face, one of...gotcha. When I came back to the dorm, I had food, and did laundry, chatting to April as I did so. Then, silly male pride reared its ugly head (see above), and more chat with Sarah and April left me happy again.
I get to go to NP soon. :)
Now to bed.
Nighty night, all.