|Dear Diary, Part Eight
Author: Demonica28451 PM
Just a little something on everything I am going through.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Family - Words: 484 - Published: 08-11-12 - id: 3049659
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August 11, 2012
I recently hung out with a great friend of mine from high school. She is going off to boot camp really soon and I am going to miss her like crazy. But as soon as she gets back, I am going to bear hug her because she is like a sister to me. :) Ironically we are the same zodiac signs (Scorpio) but get along great. She's always there for me when I need her and I respect her for that. I also respect her for her upbeat, in your face personality. She is filled with a lot of fire and I'm sure the Army will love her for that.
My cat Axel has been his usual cuddly self. He does drive me nuts sometimes when he does this freak out thing in the middle of the night. He starts racing around the room like a maniac, purring, meowing, jumping and tackling everything he sees. It's really cute, but when your trying to sleep and it's 4 in the morning it drives me crazy. I forgive him though, because he';s still my baby. :3
Me and my boyfriend, like I said in the last message, have been greatly improving. Or at least I thought we were. My family and him were suppose to go camping on the beach this weekend, but the weather destroyed those plans. Camping, in almost a therapy kind of way, was going to help me and him re connect with each other, but now that the plans are ruined, were both in a terrible mood. Hopefully the weather will turn out better next weekend.
I am almost a pinch away from a job. The saying is definitely true (The squeaky wheel gets the grease). Because I have been going to the store and speaking with the managers about openings every week for the past 4 weeks. I finally talked directly to the owner, and he told me the same thing the others said. "Come back in a few weeks." -_- really now? I swear if I hear that phrase again I'm going to lose it.
But, at least the guy gave me a date finally to come back to. I just hope I get the job or I'm going to raise hell.
If anyone can pick it up through my words somehow, you can probably sense that I seem very spazzy. The reason that I seem this way is because I am coming to a breaking point on a lot of issues. The pressure is pulling and tugging, so I am close to wits end. Lucky for me, painting and writing is helping me keep my cool. It allows me to release what I feel without getting violent towards someone. I have a very short fuse. I am tempted to take a bubble bath, so this is where I will end my entry.