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This Week Will Extremely Suck
This week is going to suck harder than Trina's new supervisor on a Saturday night. I work every night this week, and I do believe I will go crazy at the end of it. Iwork all this week, have the weekend off, then work the following monday and tuesday, then I'm off for the rest of that week. Then I work the monday and tuesday after that, then off. I follow that with a whole week of not working and then the vicious cycle continues. Is it so wrong to want money and not have to wrok for it? Huh, is it?
Ohh, Friday night Me, Trina, Crystal and Curt went to 11th Street Coffee House. It was the first time Curt or Trina had been and I do believe they both enjoyed it. We had a fun night. A couple of guys from Montana of all places were doing a few songs (Billiards Band, I believe they were called) and we were part of an impromptu birthday party for a little girl named Gwen. Crys and I even went as far as asking the Montana dudes to play Happy Birthday for her and the whole coffee shop sang it. It was a very cool night. I worked out a lot of lingering things...emotions, and stuff. Curt did too, and I believe we became closer friends because of it.
I cleaned my room today finally, and took every last thing Senior Douchebag gave me down, and put them away. I'm going to give the folder I have the stuff in to you trina, if you don't mind. I don't want to have it, but I don't want to loose it, if you understand. Maybe one day I'll ask for it back. Then again, I might say burn it. Hell, I might even forget about it and in 20 years we'll be going through things and find it and have ourselves a good laugh at my stupidity. I might threaten my kids with it and be like, "Hey, at least your father isn't this guy!" Ohh, and I'm still fucking using the name Kira for one of my girls. Fuck him, I settled on that name before meeting him. It's mine. Besides, I seriously doubt he'll be with someone long enough to have kids with 'em. He wouldn't be a good father anyway. Never once did he change Michael's diaper. He'd always hand him off to me or his mom. Fuck him, fuck him a lot (and not in a good way....in a horrible prison rape way).
I believe I lost any little last lingering bit of love for him when Curt told me what he had said. When Curt asked if he even missed me, Asshole responded with, "How can I miss what I don't love?" That, my friends, is it. When I get a mysterious note like Crys got begging to talk to me...horrible mistake...still loves me...all that bullshit, I'm going to deviate from the moral high ground, and tell him to more or less fuck off. If he were to die tomorrow, I would cry.....for Judy and Kevin.
But I will NEVER shed one tear for him again.
/I'm out
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