Heres the interesting thing about me. I may be a bitch but at least I cop to it, theres no hiding behind technology or lying about it. If I am a horrid person to you, its for a reason and I will tell it to your face. If thats such a bad thing think about this...would you rather someone be a racid bitch to your face making honest statements about things or would you rather have a sweet doe eyed girl who slices you down to anyone who will listen when you arent looking?

Food for thought.

Packing everything up to move sucks. I have WAY to much stuff for my own good.

When I am upset or life feels overwhelming I settle into Jane Austen and cookie dough. Some how it all feels better.

Worked yet another 11 hour shift today...I find the apartment dark. E has offically moved out, which means...well i don't know what it means.

The general conscious is...I need to learn to keep my big mouth closed. I should have never said anything from the very beginning.

Worked an 11 hour day today and arrived home to find....
Nothing. I am alone again.

I miss C.

Day one

So I had another blog but it got to public. This is suppose to be for me and me alone to express my feelings. This is going to serve as the precursor. These are my feelings and opinions on EVERYTHING. If you don't like it, chances are we aren't friends. I am honest and slightly crazy sometimes but thats just the way I am.

I just had it sprung on me that J is going to joining the G family festivities when I go in December. Now these aren't my family festivities so I have very little say especially since I am a first year interloper as well but I feel like...I don't know why its upsetting me as much as it is. Its just one day.

S's husband lost his job. I found out when I texted him since they both deleted their facebook accounts. I feel awful for them, S just found a job thank goodness. I feel so disconnected from them and that been hurting me quite a bit too lately. She has this whole life now that doesn't involve me. Which is understandable...I have a whole life that doesn't involve her, but it doesn't hurt any less. I feel so isolated and its only getting worse

My relationship is perfect with C. Its almost scary perfect. I often wonder if he likes me as much as I like him. I have never been in this situation before...its new and interesting.