Thursday, December 17, 2009
I have this habit of doing things and not telling anyone about it. Call it shady, but it's just how I work. I also think that I am very self conscious about what people will the think of me. So far so good. For the most part, people think of me as this smart, intelligent person who seems to know what he's talking about. At times they think I have a child-like mind and that I would never think to say a certain word, or speak a certain way. I get underestimated a lot and when people start to really get to know me, they are surprised.
Well, I've been fessing up a lot this year about things that I've done in the past and boy is it turning heads.
I finally confessed the whole truth about how and why Leah became so sprung out of no where. To be honest I ruined her life. At least that's how I see it. And if I told people that they would think I was a terrible person. This and a lot of other things people would call "sleezy". It's kinda fun telling people things though. You get closer to them. What I'm afraid of is if they'll tell someone else. I guess I'll have to be careful.
Charelene and I have been confessing weird things to each other. She has boyfriend already but she ended up having a fling with a guy at her school.
When we fess things up like this, I feel like we're in some demented Gossip Girl or something. Or Cruel Intentions.
I don't know. But really, I'm torn about this subject because I do things that I do, yet I'm afraid to tell people, even close people, what is going on when they don't see me. I mean, you shouldn't be doing things that you can't tell people about openly. But it's like a drug or something!
Regina has been really getting on my nerves lately. Every since that night I over did the screw drivers at her place and got a little emotional, she acts like we're best friends and we know each other's secrets. And since then, she texts me pointless things asking me this and that, and if I tell her, she questions my plans of action like it's any of her business. She goes so far as to tell me her sexual encounters which I really don't care for one bit. While I was at work yesterday, she told me something about her getting laid on Saturday and I think I punked her by asking if it was paid or not and if she ever gets any without getting paid any more. I don't know if she got mad, but she probably took it as a joke when she replied " shut up". Every time I mention Regina, I just have to mention how big her butt is. It's HUGE.
Evan has been at it all crazy, emailing me things and texting me things like "You owe me a talk". Since my phones messages pop up on the screen, my friends see his texts and get all mad and say " you don't owe him shit!" I'm glad some people know the whole ordeal on this one. It saves me the explanation of every move Evan has been doing so far. I broke it off for more than obvious reasons. Every one seems to understand. His friends understand. My friends understand. It's pretty bad when his friends are agreeing with me. This reminds me of the last one. I get the psychos for some reason, but this time, I don't think I'll come close to needing a restraining order.
With this knowledge of me being single again amongst the little circle of people that know we were going out, the really boring transportation guy started talking to me and rolled up on me out of no where today during work. Asking me if I was okay, asking me if I needed someone to talk to. It was sweet really. Although, he is so boring and he can't keep up a conversation. Maybe I do this to him or something. But he hasn't changed one bit from when I tried to give him a chance a few months ago. Cute though. But not charming enough for me.
Well, I am going to go to lunch with my coworkers Jenny and Cheril today. I haven't spoken to them for a while every since I changed shifts. Now the question is, what are we going to eat?
Well, I've been fessing up a lot this year about things that I've done in the past and boy is it turning heads.
I finally confessed the whole truth about how and why Leah became so sprung out of no where. To be honest I ruined her life. At least that's how I see it. And if I told people that they would think I was a terrible person. This and a lot of other things people would call "sleezy". It's kinda fun telling people things though. You get closer to them. What I'm afraid of is if they'll tell someone else. I guess I'll have to be careful.
Charelene and I have been confessing weird things to each other. She has boyfriend already but she ended up having a fling with a guy at her school.
When we fess things up like this, I feel like we're in some demented Gossip Girl or something. Or Cruel Intentions.
I don't know. But really, I'm torn about this subject because I do things that I do, yet I'm afraid to tell people, even close people, what is going on when they don't see me. I mean, you shouldn't be doing things that you can't tell people about openly. But it's like a drug or something!
Regina has been really getting on my nerves lately. Every since that night I over did the screw drivers at her place and got a little emotional, she acts like we're best friends and we know each other's secrets. And since then, she texts me pointless things asking me this and that, and if I tell her, she questions my plans of action like it's any of her business. She goes so far as to tell me her sexual encounters which I really don't care for one bit. While I was at work yesterday, she told me something about her getting laid on Saturday and I think I punked her by asking if it was paid or not and if she ever gets any without getting paid any more. I don't know if she got mad, but she probably took it as a joke when she replied " shut up". Every time I mention Regina, I just have to mention how big her butt is. It's HUGE.
Evan has been at it all crazy, emailing me things and texting me things like "You owe me a talk". Since my phones messages pop up on the screen, my friends see his texts and get all mad and say " you don't owe him shit!" I'm glad some people know the whole ordeal on this one. It saves me the explanation of every move Evan has been doing so far. I broke it off for more than obvious reasons. Every one seems to understand. His friends understand. My friends understand. It's pretty bad when his friends are agreeing with me. This reminds me of the last one. I get the psychos for some reason, but this time, I don't think I'll come close to needing a restraining order.
With this knowledge of me being single again amongst the little circle of people that know we were going out, the really boring transportation guy started talking to me and rolled up on me out of no where today during work. Asking me if I was okay, asking me if I needed someone to talk to. It was sweet really. Although, he is so boring and he can't keep up a conversation. Maybe I do this to him or something. But he hasn't changed one bit from when I tried to give him a chance a few months ago. Cute though. But not charming enough for me.
Well, I am going to go to lunch with my coworkers Jenny and Cheril today. I haven't spoken to them for a while every since I changed shifts. Now the question is, what are we going to eat?
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