Tired…I’m tired. I worked 9.5 hours today with no break. I started at 7, went to work at 8 got off at 5:30 (I had to stay over for Amanda while she went to her grandfather’s funeral). Hmm..she says she likes me, but I can’t do anything about it until March (when she turns 18). I imagine we will be boyfriend/girlfriend, even though we won’t be able to do much of anything. Dah well…it is not important.

I found out that my CDs don’t work on the stereo at work either, and that is because they have been scratched some how. So that means that wehn I plug my computer back in (hopefully in the fall) that I can burn other CDs with music that I want to hear. (Instead of just the most common music to have something to listen to.)

My parents went shopping tonight, so I tried to find something entertaining to do. I ended up just watching the Nutty Professor and listening to music.

Not much has gone on, so there is not much to talk about. The lack of Amy calling has caused me to think less and less about her. I Still think of her everyday, and probably always will (I always ended my letters and emails with “Thinking of you,” and sometimes put “always” on the end of it.) But it’s true. I always think about her. I hope she is doing well, and I hope to find a way to check my email soon, and send an email out to let people know that I miss them, and that I will not be back online for a little while longer, due to the post-pondment of TSTC. So I’ll think of something…until then, I’m outty…I’m tired. Laterz.

Song in my head: “Last Beautiful Girl” – Matchbox 20
Cravings: Eggs & cheese
Mood: Tired/Wishful
Thought: “Miss friends…miss Amy…miss dates…miss computer and internet…miss freedom.”
Quote: “Yeah, buddy” – Cody, of Step By Step

Categories: LifeVolume 1

Neo

I'm Neo, creator of the-spot.net. This journal is a digital form of the paperback journal that I kept each day from December 21, 2002 until March 23, 2003. It details my life experiences during those three months: the transition from college sophomore to adult, interactions with my parents, and general life after leaving the private college on-campus "bubble". These days I'm much better now, and living on my own. I haven't talked to my parents since May 2005 when my brother graduated high school.