There was this one guy from high school who I didn’t actually talk to until about 2 years after he graduated. He seemed innocent enough. Chill. We dug the same music, etc… but then homeboy got way creepy on me… and quick.
Back when I still worked at Victoria’s Secret, I would go on my break hoping I would return to some texts about some night rendezvous/party/shindig after my shift. However, this one particular night, I returned to good 3 texts from said *bugaboo —along with a couple missed calls.
UM. WTF HOMEBOY.
Needless to say, I didn’t respond. So there I was, taking Bart back home… when my phone started ringing. It was bad enough there was a blackout the previous night, so I was running on like NO battery, but now this guy’s killing what little I have. So again. I didn’t respond.
I get home, pretty creeped out, but happy to see the power back on. I get on the computer, while charging my phone, and sign onto AIM. Guess who’s the first to IM me……………….. -______-
I didn’t respond.
THEN THIS FOOL CALLS ME.
Oh dear god.
So I answer. I figure he’s trying to invite me to some party going on that night or something, which is probably why he’s bugging so hard. We talk for a few seconds before I realize.. this wasn’t the case. This fool legit just wants to talk. He asked me how work was, and I gave him a fairly short response. I didn’t want to ask him how his day was, because frankly, I didn’t really care, but nevertheless, he goes ahead and gives me a 3 minute talk about blah blah blah —don’t care.
In an attempt to get away, I told him my battery was low because of the blackout so I had to get off the phone to charge it… Then he proceeded to say, “Can’t you charge it while we talk?”
I can’t believe I’m crossing my fingers hoping the Sociological Analyses course I need will still have space for me during my 4pm scheduling time tomorrow —seeing as it will be held MWF @8AM. EIGHT. IN THE MORNING.
Anyone who knows me knows I am NOT a morning person… Probably because I have crazy bad insomnia and often times don’t fall asleep til 7am. But I need to take care of business, so I’m seriously hoping this class will be open for me.
I need to graduate on time. If I don’t I’ll dub myself a failure, granted the average graduating time for SFSU is like 6 years… But still. I need to graduate. And get outta here.
I have so much more schooling waiting for me in the next coming years.
But first thing’s first: FALL 2010 SCHEDULING TOMORROW.
"Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for." Epicurus
Though there are things, still, I would like to change, I am pretty content with life right now. There’s nothing wrong with yearning for more, but just don’t let your desire for what you don’t have cloud your appreciation for what you already do.