I'm Hungry & Other Things in meh...

  • Jan. 6, 2015, 1:29 p.m.
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I have a taste for some mexican food. It can be authentic, it can be not so authentic, but I would really like some southwest, mexican something on my palate right now.

I remember once I mixed the words palate & pallet. The person that corrected me was being an asshole. I didn’t get into a war of words via email because we were at work, but I could have verbally ripped her to shreds. She was probably mad because it was probably her car that was supposed to be move. If she was correcting me just to be correcting me to be some kind of asshole to me, the middle fingers to her.

I’m nearly a week a way from the start of school. I am so nervous. Not really. I’m excited. I’m ready for the next chapter of my life I guess. I’m done hanging on to things left in the air I guess. Friendships, everything. Unlike most, I don’t feel the need to make some grand exit. If that’s true then was was the email I sent (Oh yeah. I sent it) to Him? I guess I mean in the way other people do it. They make these grandiose declarations on Facebook about all the dead weight they’re leaving behind, etc. I just do it. I just stop. I’ve gotten quite good at that over the years. I don’t want to be good at that, but I don’t want to keep poking the wounded animal with a stick. My fight is gone on that front.

Again, I’ve spent quite a deal of my time, doing what makes others happy. Time I just do what I want to do. Or what I need to do. I think about how my actions affect others, and care if I leave a wake of destruction, but I have to do what I have to do for me and not care about that anymore.

I didn’t really have much to say today.

I put on Facebook I would like for someone to bring me lunch. I know no one will. I sometimes like to see all the bs responses. “I would but” or later on “I’m just now seeing this, I would have but” or those that won’t answer at all. I’m use to it. I shouldn’t be but I am.

Oh well. I’ll just sip this tea and lemon and drink this water until home time.

Tah tah for now…
Kindest regards,
Sister


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