Lil While

Ok, so I haven't really wrote in this thing in a while. Well, I've been busy so SCREW YOU HIPPIE!! Lets see, what's been going on in the life of T? Well, Halloween rocked. Schoolgirl outfit went over very well. I was called flirtalicious, fucktacular, fuckalicious, and just plain HOT. I don't know why I got that reaction. I think I can be objective when I say that I'm not that attractive. I think what guys like most about me is my personality. For the most part, I don't give a shit what others think about me. I pride myself in being an individual and having the confidence to be who I am. I am intelligent and funny and I think that is what draws most people to me. That being said, I've been getting harrassed by my roomie and suitemates for how many guys have recently been finding me well, attractive. I chalk it up to schoolgirl. *shrugs*

There has been much drama in the lives of my friends. Let me just say, ALL MY FRIENDS THAT ARE BITCHING ABOUT HOW HORRIBLE THEIR LOVE LIVES ARE SHOULD JUST GROW A PAIR CAUSE THEY CAN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!! I've been comforting one of my friends that has been in love with this one girl for who knows how long. No matter how many times I tell him, he still hasn't talked to her about it. What makes it worse is that since he hasn't said anything, she's now in a "casual relationship" with some other guy and from what I hear, he's a total ASSHOLE. Of course she knows that relationship isn't going anywhere and even told my friend that she was looking for something more "substantial." What the fuck is he waiting for???

But what do I know, right?

Weekend

Holy shit what a weekend! First let me say that I make one bad-ass naughty schoolgirl. The reactions I got from people are priceless. The two funniest would have to be my best guy friend and my boss. My friend took one look at me, put his hand over his eyes, turned around, and peeked back at me. My boss just did a triple take. He was able to make me blush tho. The next day when I was working with him, he walked up behind me saying Rrauww. Git R Dun T, Git R Dun. Then him and my other manager started talking about me wearing the costume to work, having me work in the front of the store doing lots of bending over to get customers to come in. Then they talked about having me "redo overstock." Mind you, you must be on a ladder to do this. Ladder. Short skirt. Ah, no.

Will write more later but must get to work.

Nightmare on Pennsylvania Ave.

Check this link out:

http://www.hrc.org/millionformarriage/hween04/

Oh so true!

Work

WARREN, YOUR TIE ROCKED! YOU SHOULD DEFINATELY WEAR ONE EVERY DAY!

Hope this makes your life a lil happier :)

Yo

Ok, so I haven't posted here in a lil while. I'm sorry. Life is hectic. Lets move on.

There really isn't too much for me to rant about. Well, there is one thing. I have an ex-boyfriend turned friend who is attempting to become an ex-friend. Odd situation. I've known him for 2 years, we dated on and off but have recently come to the conclusion that we are better as friends. However, I've been seeing less and less of him over the past month. When I asked him about it, I found out that he's dating someone else who "makes him forget about his ex-girlfriend from Boston." Rock on. More power to him. But why does that push you away from your friends? For a time he referred to me as his best friend, the confidant, the one that accepts him for him no matter what. Guess that doesn't mean jack shit anymore. I just hate being taken for granted. I hate that I'm losing a friend. I hate that he doesn't care. It makes you feel empty, void. Like the time and effort you put into the relationship has no real meaning. I found this quote while reading for my philosophy class and it really fits here:

We must never forget that we may also find meaning in life even when confronted with a hopeless situation, when facing a fate that cannot be changed. For what then matters is to bear witness to the uniquely human potential at its best, which is to transform a personal tragedy into a triumph, to turn one's predicament into a human achievement. When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
~Viktor Frankl Man's Search for Meaning

I am challenged to change. I have to adapt to feeling this rejection. There are plenty of other people out there that care about me and embrace me as a friend. I shouldn't care about what one person thinks of me. But when that one person is someone you care deeply about and doesn't give a real reason as to why it came to this, you wind up feeling confused and lonely. I was even tempted to start up those "casual relationships" again but I remembered that that didn't make me happy either.

Ah well, whatcha gonna do?

Previous Post

To those of you who persuaded me into posting my last post (the one I posted, deleted, under persuasion posted again, and have now deleted and those who need to know what it was about know) Go Fuck Off! Exactly what I thought would happen happened. The person saw it as a personal attack and for that I'm very sorry. It was meant as a joke, fun, nothing more. Possibly to instigate a blog war but not to get the response I got. I'm very sorry. From now on I'll listen to me and not MY STUPID FUCKING FRIENDS!

Fun times at Work

Yea, so, I was working on Sunday and I just have to tell this story about what happened about 30-40 minutes before closing. My boss and I were standing behind the counter, a little tired from doing all that we had accomplished that day and we were talking about politics and school and such. I reached over and picked up the hand lotion, shook it, and put it on my dry hands. He just looked at me and said Wow, looks like you know how to handle that lotion. I responded with Well, I am a female. He just looked at me with a look of shock and said You are? I didn't know that. My eyes just widened and he noticed. He took off. He did not calmly walk away, he RAN towards the backroom door. He slowed about half way there and looked back at me only to see me briskly walking towards him warning him that if he knew what was best for him he wouldn't stop running....and he didn't.

So, yay for me being able to make my 29 year old male manager run! I am the all-powerful T!