I shouldn't be feeling so sad.... [16 Jun 2004|09:47pm] [ mood | sad ] [ music | Tori Amos - A Sorta Fairytale ] But I hate goodbyes... no matter how much i hate this place... it's really the assholes who make it so bad... and... well... this was my home for a long time... And it makes me sad when I have to leave my home... AGAIN.... I think it comes from the fact that I was always moving around as a kid.... Once I started feeling like I was fitting in and standing up... we'd move... meaning a whoile new place to get used to... and it happened every year... sometimes twice in a year... There are too many uncertainties.... I don't like uncertainties when it comes to things like this. For one thing, i found out I can't get the car until I get insurance... which means I have to file for SR-22 on the car and shell out ANOTHER $250-600 for THAT... -_-;;; THEN call the people in Paris to get the one I already have cancelled and then get my refund for what i didn't use... Which means I will NOT have a car before I have to start my job.... this is just fucking perfect.... But worrying about it isn't going to get anything done... gottta start thinking about what to do about it... .......... >< I fucking hate insurance bullshit. Why do they have to make something that you HAVE to have such a BITCH to get? Another weird thing happened today... I was going around getting pictures of anyone I could find... I went down to the gym to see if Coach Moore was there. He wasn't, but Mike was. I'd already gotten his picture, so i just told him I was leaving Friday. He wished me luck and shook my hand and I started to leave, but then he said: Hang on a second, lemme give you something.... Oo;;; I walked into the office, expecting him to like, hand over one of the PS2 games, since that's mostly what I did down there anyway, but, instead, he gave me his card and told me that if I ever had any problems, to give him a call.... oO;;; I smiled and thanked him.... and left as quickly and inconspicuously as I could, thinking: This is the same guy who, before I got the PS2, was the reason I would intentionally AVOID the gym because I was worried he'd catch onto my little crush on him.... I wouldn't even pay much attention to him when I was around him. I'd smile and say: "Hey", and occasionally make small talk... but other than that, I kept my lips, AND my emotions TIGHTLY LEASHED!!!! Because he's MARRIED!!!! And has 3 KIDS!!!! The irony of this moment.... is unparalleled.... But, at any rate... I'll be okay.... I'll get to Sherri's, get blitzed, watch Woo, everything will be fine. I'll just be a little unstable at first.... kissin my 3 loveaches| sweeter delight

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