Thursday night

Oh lord, I hate whiggers. These pseudo gangster kids who have no idea what kind of culture they're mimicking. They are white, mostly priviledged kids from affluent neighbourhoods. Why do they feel the need to wear their pants down below their ass with the bandanna hanging out the back pocket? They look dumb and stupid. And right now, they're roaming the mall and pissing me off.

I start a new job in September! Well, not new, just a different location than the one I've been manning for 6 years. I'll have to work by myself with no annoying mall people, but that is just fine. September will also mark the beginning of the end of my schooling. I will be graduating in May, and also living with DS. When I get that diploma I am getting drunk for three days straight in celebration. I can't wait to be done.

Also, I think a litre of chocolate milk was too much to drink at once.

Friday, waiting for the whistle

My new philosophy seems to be "out with the old, in with the new." Or, at least that seems to be the message I'm getting from the universe. I'm trying to keep things and people in my life that add to my life, who enrich it in some way rather than drain me. It can be difficult to let things go when you have become attached.

The message I keep getting is to let DS go. I know he is not the love of my life, but I thought we could have a few good years together. We are looking for an apartment for the fall but everything seems to be directed against that plan. I am supposed to stop being convenient, and DS right now is definitely convenient. I will save so much on rent that school in the fall won't be a problem. I don't know if I should be making school the priority over breaking up with the boyfriend.

Silly universe.