Ego Boast

You keep shining on, shining on

But you'll never know where your place will be-

And I guess it's true that you're not me.

It's valentine's day and it hasn't been bad at all. There are days where I feel extremely unloved and unnoticed, like I don't matter to anyone at all. Other days I feel like my life is right on track, that my friends might actually like me and that I am loved. It really just depends on the level of stress I am feeling that day.

Anyway, this boy texted me today. Me and him have been friends since my sophomore year (so that makes it, uh, three years now?) For two years we had an on and off 'thing', and the third year we both had a cool-off period. Also, during that past year, he dated and fell in love with his current girlfriend. He moved, I moved. Both on to other people and to other cities.

Anyway, he texted me. And has been texting me at random moments all this year. He's recently told me that he sometimes goes through moods where he really misses me. Really misses me. And wants to see if I ever miss or think about him. I find this to be CRAZY because in all honesty, I don't miss him. I really don't think about him at all. And I feel bad, so I lie and tell him that I still sometimes think about him too. At least this new greatly increases my ego today. Along with the date requests from my wal-mart supervisor.

So valentines day has not been horrible at all.

Nevertheless, I still work way too much and I am so happy to make the decision to quit a job. (Walmart) Now if only I could find the balls to go through with it....

Personal Note:

I worked fifteen hours straight on Saturday. I went home, showered, passed out cold. Woke up early to my alarm to go back to work for another nine hours. Got off at five, did homework until one in the morning when my eyes stopped working. I woke up early to finish homework that was due that day. Yep. That is how my weekend went.

"Study night" night tonight in Cynthia's room. It's pretty fun! Oh, and my roommate definitely hated me- I've heard stories of her talking shit about me all around at work. Bitch. But neither of us ever said anything to each other. I sleep in my own bed now and she hasn't said anything since. I'm hoping it'll just fade away.