Entries from June 2007

Friday, June 29, 2007

sneaky post..

Last day at the job today.. new responsibilities next week. Scared and challenged. ugh.
To many last minute things to do. But I felt like writing something to make myself feel better.
I had some great thoughts to write down, but the Mister and his business interrupted me with a call. It pains me that we are [...]

Monday, June 25, 2007

It should not matter.

I have been getting reactions about this blog from people I know. In the beginning, it never really bothered me, but lately it has started to feel, odd. It’s not really a bad thing, but well, sometimes having some of the stuff I dump in cyberspace thrown into my face doesn’t feel good. It just [...]

Monday, June 25, 2007

Parent Crap

I went to see my family yesterday. It was a mistake. Like always. For some reason, my father insists on saying something mean to me everytime we talk. I hate it. And yet for some insane (and unknown) reason, I keep talking to him again and again in the hopes that one day he will [...]

Thursday, June 21, 2007

6 more days..

Counting the days until I can get a huge work load off my chest.
Counting the days until I begin something new.
Counting the days until I can check my phone for non-job messages.
Counting the days until I can….

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Mr. Shakey’s

The first time I met him, he was singing the Shakey’s jingle. I don’t know if it is in fact the official Shakey’s jingle or something he made up right there. He definitely made an impression alright.
We weren’t really all that close. We just see each other on dive weekends and talk about diving mostly. [...]

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Never In Between!

it’s always either hot or cold. fighting or getting along too well. happy or sad.
It’s remarkable that this relationship is as ‘off’ as I am. But what’s even more remarkable is the fact that I am still here. (or that he is still here.)
I give this 10 years. Or is that asking for too much?

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

The Little Hand that Was

I was eleven. We were about to cross the street. We were waiting for the traffic light to change. It was a busy intersection. My grandfather was still alive. He was strong in his seventies. He held my brother’s right hand. They were in front of us girls(all girls, my cousins, and aunts). In front [...]