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  • An early 30-ish gal with cutie pie named Manny

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Oh NO! drama llama in the midst!

January 23, 2011

oh crap! I got a severe- almost debilitating crush over someone who will probably never have any sort of romantic feelings towards me. oh well. oh crap. *pining

 

 

I am so married, ferchrissake, and i got a crush with this turd.

 

 
Speaking of, I’ve tried sooo hard not-staring at him when I am on avail. Its so sweet not to miss every little thing that he does– and I would like to think that he’s staring on me back! i know man! this is stupidity.

Somebodys throwing stones at me. OUCH!

It started when I admired him professionaly, his wits, his smiling face, his energy… and whatevers… I was drawn to him for every word that we exchanged together, it excites me and my fondness in him grew stronger. Somehow, out of nowhere, his defenses were up, not smiling, not talking…  it seems to have gone nowhere… Thank God, hes apathetic and bipolar, iv gone— cold turkey on this guy. I was about to get intoxicated by my fondness for him.

It was kinna sad cause he’s the reason why I am O.K. to wake up for work… everyday- of the week. I even won best agent in attendance because of him. lol. No… actually its the attendance bonus. anyway- you got my point, right?  I dont think he knows that I have something for him. I dont think that he have a clue, even.  HAHAHA.

i think…

 Anyway, I’ve been PMSing since Monday - kinda blows me away from a position where Ive tried so hard to be on. And felt crying over to a friend- i… somehow- lost.

So now, I’ve been wandering aimlessly around the house or lying in sofa/bed for the past few days, and you know what? I’ve had a lot of time to read. And I mean a LOT. I’ve seriously started and finished a book for 3 hours, YEAH. ah-ha. BUT YEAH I just need to get to the next book of Catherine Banner’s series. All of the other novel I read was just fcuking waste of time– too much violence and sex.

I dont wanna say I hate my new workplace. I dont wanna complain. My super-ego is saying that I shouldnt cmplain… my ID, however, is screaming inside my head saying- WHATTAFUCK! I hate the heavy-traffic going home! Which means - *drumroll - I have to find another J-O-B, if ever I have the chance. que sera, sera.

As of now I’m listening to Katy Perry’s- I’m still Breathing, which I’m horribly addicted to, and pretty much just listen to on repeat all day long forever and always. No seriously it’s THAT GOOD.

I’m Still Breathing

I really should be in bed now, Im signing out, and what the hell, I guess I’ll head there now. =)

 

 

 

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