I spend my days in routines. I have for as long as I can remember. Most of my time ( a good 7 hours) is spent at CTS working. I call it most of my tiem just because it always feels liek the days over once i show up there.
I spend a lot of time reading. And not as much as i'd liek writing. Although writing in my journal is familliar enough to be therapeutic((how do you spell that?))
i shop on Amazon.com everyday ...well if i'm online. i love shopping I love that it gives me reccomandations. I love mail. so its just perfect. Plus it's an excellant way to find obscure gifts for ppl.
I watch Tv. Lots of it. I watch Dawson's Creek from 10-12 every day. I only miss it if I need too. I usually work out aroudn then. I make myself be dressed and ready for my day by 1 even if I have no where to go. Unless I'm planning on cleaning. or need a full day to myself. then it's a shower and into comfy p.j.'s.
I watch atleast one movie every night. I say atleast because it depends on if I fall asleep. This is complete honesty because I will watch a movie every day. I have as long as I can remember.
Thefirst thing I do int he morning is turn on music. follwed by a trip to the bathroom and pickign out my clothes.
ever since I saw The Hours I've had this huge thing for Virginia Woolf. I want to read everything. SO tonight/this morning. I'm adding on stuff fromt here.
I think I'll always be boy crazy. and you knwo what was nice today. The look on Jeremy's face.
seriously. he spent all of last week talking to me constantly. used ot me just being around reciving. and the second sarah came back it was liek i never existed. never spoke to him. period. so im sorry, but though i have the time ...i dont need to waste it.
so today i walked in adorble as usual. i saw his truck and parked whata bout 12 spaces away from it, so i wouldnt h"have" to walk out with him. i rang the bell. he got his key loked out opened the door. he looked good, but hells o did i. i thanked him liek i do every one. adn walked on by. i didnt stand to talk to him ask how he was. not a thing. nope no time i had five minuets before i needed to ounch in.
and every time he was out on that floor i felt his eyes on me.
so either ive complelty confused him or pissed him off.
but when he came in for his break i didnt offer up any tyoe f conversation or ask if i could bum a ciggarette. nope walked into the break rooma nd sat back oto read my book.
and when we all left he looked back at me and then turned to leave. the funny part is that he stood by that tiem clock until i punched out.
and when i did come out. he was in his truck. that 12 spaces away. and i backed out and left.
*shrugs* who knows.
but hey imonly 20. im not lookign for mr. right or even mr.right now. i saw a cute baby and tlaked to some adorable kids today doesnt mean i want any. i liek my life. adn soon ill move out of my moms house.
soon.
after the court date...
*smiles* somehtign tells me no matter how many tiems i dont think i am...i really am happy.
1:32 a.m. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003