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Currently listening to: Current Mood: 11:27 a.m. - 08/22/2006 Talk about crazy. Oh and she insists that all of my friends are in on this with her and that's how she knows all this stuff about me. Yet she couldn't tell me anything about myself that she couldn't figure out from reading the messages in my inbox. Waht a crazy, lying, psycho bitch. Seriously. Who really has that much time on thier hands. the only thing that really sucks is that my diaryland entries are all out of order b/c I had to copy them from my old account before she deleted them, and they show up in the order I copied them, not in the order of the dates I put in, but oh well, nothing too serious. And jacob has the nerve to call me crazy. He needs to talk a good look at that skanky girlfriend of his before he says anything about me. I'm really excited about going back to tallahassee this weekend, but I'm also really sad. I'm gonna miss my coworkers, and my family, and my freinds, and the cats. It's so weird. this summer seems like it just flew by, but when I first got here it seemed like it would take forever to end. I cna't believe this is my last week of work. We're tlaking about stuff that needs to be done next week, and it's so weird that I'm not gonna be here to work on it. I cna't believe this is gonna be my last semester. While I'm sad to be leaving DC right now, I cringe everytime my mother brings up me moving back home in December. I love visiting here, but I don't want to live here again. For one thing I don't think I'll be able to handle the cold after getting used to that wonderful Florida heat. And movign back in wiht my mom is just gonna be weird in and of itself. not having the privacy to do wahtever I want. Having her be able to see me come home trashed, or not come home at all, or bring people back with me. It's just gonna be weird. well anyway, I should get back to work. � � |