I was uploading about a hundred photos from the days when we were all young, foolish and messing about in TP.
Then I came across photos of you.
At this point, I still think its such a waste.
A waste of what and for whom? Till today, I still can't make up my mind.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
I'm feeling emo right now. I think its because I'm feeling sick at the moment and am in need of some attention.
mega sad face + doh = right now.
I just watched "My Rainy Days" and it's made me feel worst.
It was Clare's last day of internship at Razor on Thursday. We partied all night till day break. ( Note to self: you are too old to party all night. You got to work at 3pm the next day.) On Tuesday, when I head to the office and not see her, I'll be alittle sad. 6 months is really quite a long internship. Rachel won't be back till thursday. So the desk is going to be empty. Very empty. I smile to myself when I picture how she cried while watching the video that we made.
Its been more than 6 months, but you know, I miss having Nadia and Cassie around. But most of all, I really miss Abbey.
Sitting cross legged, coke light in one hand, lighted cigarette in another, and the things that we'll talk about while the smoke swirled around us.
It's a shame, the whole buisness with Isaac. I think its the "pride" thing that created the wedge.
There is really no need for this, I guess we both just need more time. I dont think it is going to be a problem, I doubt it will be for her. We just need to "calm the fuck down."
Funnily enough, while the current work environment is hyper bitchy, I feel extremely at home especially when I manage to block out the bitchyness.
I guess we always have to take the bad with the good.
I've never been totally comfortable in any environment. But this place feels better compared to others and I'm just grateful for it. Work, while tough is actually going Ok. The boss sent an email praising some shit that I did yesterday. He never does that. So I guess I'm doing something right.
anyway, I got to stop now. I got more to say, but I really got to stop right now cause I need to do something important.
I got to wipe my nose.
- Oh, I don't know. It's been more than 6 months, Maybe I changed my mind about you. Maybe. -
mega sad face + doh = right now.
I just watched "My Rainy Days" and it's made me feel worst.
It was Clare's last day of internship at Razor on Thursday. We partied all night till day break. ( Note to self: you are too old to party all night. You got to work at 3pm the next day.) On Tuesday, when I head to the office and not see her, I'll be alittle sad. 6 months is really quite a long internship. Rachel won't be back till thursday. So the desk is going to be empty. Very empty. I smile to myself when I picture how she cried while watching the video that we made.
Its been more than 6 months, but you know, I miss having Nadia and Cassie around. But most of all, I really miss Abbey.
Sitting cross legged, coke light in one hand, lighted cigarette in another, and the things that we'll talk about while the smoke swirled around us.
It's a shame, the whole buisness with Isaac. I think its the "pride" thing that created the wedge.
There is really no need for this, I guess we both just need more time. I dont think it is going to be a problem, I doubt it will be for her. We just need to "calm the fuck down."
Funnily enough, while the current work environment is hyper bitchy, I feel extremely at home especially when I manage to block out the bitchyness.
I guess we always have to take the bad with the good.
I've never been totally comfortable in any environment. But this place feels better compared to others and I'm just grateful for it. Work, while tough is actually going Ok. The boss sent an email praising some shit that I did yesterday. He never does that. So I guess I'm doing something right.
anyway, I got to stop now. I got more to say, but I really got to stop right now cause I need to do something important.
I got to wipe my nose.
- Oh, I don't know. It's been more than 6 months, Maybe I changed my mind about you. Maybe. -
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