Its alive

Dream: I was hiding in a bathroom stall, with three other girls from someone, who wanted to capture us, we were in a bathroom at an amusement park in Mexico. I dont know, and I probably dont want to know what this means.

So I am updating from a mac today, and I find it really odd. I am so not used to this piece of crap.

On a happy note, things are going well on the job front. I had a phone interview from The Hartford, and that went well, so I went to Chicago for a test, and I did well on that. So, in the next week or so, I should be hearing about what comes next, and with any luck I will be living in Charlotte N.C. in July.

Classes are going well, I am doing better since midterms and spring break. Although I have senoritis very bad. Plus, I had a horrible realization that I would rather shop at Ann Taylor than the Buckel, or the GAP, or Old Navy. I am a 30 year old soccer mom stuck in a sexy 22 year old body.

I have got the six month blues. It has been 6 months since I broke up with Jamie, and I miss him more now than ever. I think I may have a crippling mental deficiency that doesnt allow me to be happy in relationships when I am in them, but as soon as they are gone I deplore (I think thats the right word) that I ever left the relationship, and want back in it, and badly. I am a sad and pathetic soul. I was talking to a guy this weekend, and he was telling me how girls always screw him over, and I told him that I wasnt like that, and that I had never screwed over any of my boyfriends. There was silence, and I added that it was probably because I never stayed in a relationship for more than 3 months. He than told me that I was seriously screwed up, and that I had him beat. And that I was lucky I could find a boyfriend at all with that track record. Am I really that screwed up?

I was going to check the meaning of deplore but on stupid macs you can only have on internet window open at a time.

Today, I went to the grad fair, and bought my cap and gown, and wrote a special message in the commencement program, all in all it cost me a total of $40. And after April 29th if anyone needs a black cap and gown, they are more than welcome to have mine.

As you can see I live a very dull life, that consists of school, home, and work. I have been so busy that I havent done laundry in about a month, and I am running out of clean underwear. Thats a plus to having an addiction to Victorias Secret is that it takes a really long time to completely run out of underwear.