Well, I didn't post at all in May because I was pretty busy wearing that mortar board cap they require graduates to buy and actually wear during the ceremony. You see, graduating isn't all about listening to speeches and walking down an aisle to take your seat. No, it's about sending out announcements, planning a party, getting your grades in order, determining your last day, etc, etc.
I also didn't post in May, because believe it or not, I'm one boring broad. Taking the time to turn my mundane everyday events into witty posts is exhausting, for me to write & you to read.
However, a few things of interest have happened lately, and I feel the need to share them with the ever present cyber-space. A lovely thing with mo judgments, no pity, and most of the time no response, is just the kind of listener I need.
I found out last Wednesday that the current business I work for closed. Picture me, getting ready for work the night before, taking my shower, figuring out what to wear (pretty open dress code), setting my clock for the time I need to wake up, only to realize the next morning that it's all for naught. Not only would I not be going into work that day, but I wouldn't be going into work ever again. It's not the kind of thing you want to hear over a bowl of cheery-o's.
No notice. Worse, no pay. As in my last week of pay, about a 100 dollars, will be forever in my boss's (boss'?) pocket. Bankrupt.
Now, I don't know about you, but if I'm going bankrupt I'm well aware of it way before the day before it happens.
Since there is nothing I can do to a) get my job back, or b) get my money back, I'm going to leave it at this. It was a great first job, it got me though senior year & paid for Lucy (my car) to run all over the place, as well as get odds and ends fixed.
I made friends, and I managed to get a good reference.
The End.
Now, I wonder how much of my other new & ever-so-exciting news I should share. I've really poured my heart out on here before, and I worry that one day someone who knows me will come across this page and literally shit a brick. I'm always hesitant of new things, mostly because I don't want to shout out how cool my new toy is to the entire world, only to have it embarrassingly break three seconds later. I don't want to say "I met a boy" only to have the whole thing fade away within a week. Then I have to face my misplaced excitement and this post and decide what level of stupidity I was on before I check back in to the real world. Or something between me and him might happen, then I'll want to post on here about it, but it would feel all out of the blue due to a lack of background story. And lets be honest, when you have something awesome to share, who wants to waste time with a shitty background story??
So, I met a guy. He's different, and I like it. Different from any other guy I've ever liked, and I think better.
*Also, the lack of trouble I've given my parents in school and with grades (plus the fact I've never snuck out & don't really party), I've made up for with my choice of men. I did a number with the 23 year old ex-drug addict, but this one is a cherry on top.
That's all for now.
