Fuck.

So my friends never called me. And I wanted to dye my hair. Pink. Weird for me at least, but its working for the moment. Well I guess I'll get ready for bed and a run in the morning, then they'll call me.

He said I look sexy in khakis.

Yea he did, while on the phone, me sitting on my car in my Target uniform and him walking around a Wal-Mart drunk. I don't know if its cute or creepy. He did add that I'd look sexy in anything. I can call myself sexy, but it's weird when someone else does it. I still think I'm already over this one-date boy. It would have been a much more effective statement coming from a certain boy who lives in the Greater Philadelphia Area.
One-Date Boy did make the conversation seem like it was going to lead to an invitation out, but it never quite got there. He asked me if I went home I was just going to pass out, but I said that I would change out of khakis, and that's where the sexy comment came in. Eh, I'm gonna go out with my friends depending on when they get back to Ellicott City from Columbia, since I can't meet them cause I'm an idiot and get lost in my home town.
Gosh I just wanna be with Greater Philadelphia Boy, real bad.

Grr. Grrr. Grrrr.

I had planned to go to a concert this saturday, and hopefully sunday, and the first time I looked at my schedule it had me working 12-5:30. Fine, great, whatever. Then I can make it to the show by 6. Well, I realized tonight, that when I saw the schedule yesterday night, it said I closed 5 days in a row, including saturday. I understand if I dont get sunday cause I didn't see that schedule. But The schedule said I would basically have that night, now I don't. And there was the disscussion that they were changing the schedule on us last night. Hopefully with some pressure I get at least that night. After all. with the most recent schedule I work more than my supervisor. Better get fucking fixed.

Some Alone Tme.

Yea, I'm posting again this soon, but I'm really stuck on this. During spring semester I made this big deal about making my own decisions in regards to my school and my family making me be responsible in fashions I felt I already had taken care of. Now, I feel like part of that relates to staying single, cause yea, I still think certain events would be better with some one to candidly enjoy them with. But I am very content with the single life, as long as their is always an interest to share some flirting with, I'm good.
Now I just have to figure out how to make another date with this current boy work. I feel like I owe him another chance to get over first date jitters. He is a nice guy that will make another girl with perfect speech very happy.

Less Boys. More Field Hockey.

I went on a date the other date, and it was just awkward, he made fun of the way I slur my words and I just didn't quite feel comfortable with him. We will go on another date, I want to make sure it wasn't just first date jitters, but at the same time, it's called a speech impediment and they've been trying to fix it since I was little, and that's just the tip of the iceberg boy. I knew it was going bad when I told him how many times I've broken my nose, thats when it always goes bad. It gets worse when he gets grossed out by it.
I really should stop worrying abut boys cause I do need to be concentration on field hockey. Right now, I don't think there is a way I will be where I want to be in time for season, but maybe I can pump myself up enough to do it. Its just that my work schedule is mostly afternoon so its hard to find a good time to do it. It will have to wait though, because today I go into the doctor's again to get patches put on my back to try and find out what I'm allergic to. I bet the results will be negative, because they always are. But last time they did give me perscriptions that are supposed to help, but I haven't gotten them filled yet. I'm not too good at helping myself out much, the doctors aren't much better.
On the other hand, there is still a boy I adore in Philadelphia, and a nice (older) boy at work. Target boy, is older and apparently thought I was too, which is always flattering, and he stopped by the breakroom yesterday to say he liked my hair. I could see myself being comfortable with him, but I also thought I was comfortable with date boy too. Oh well, off to get allergens attached to my back. WOOPEEEE!

New Blog

I added this one, because I have another blog where I try to wind stories in and out of my real life, but I figured I would give just simple blogging a try. I don't know how it will work out, but anythings worth a try.