Work

My friend Kari and I went out job hunting today. Talk about stress. I DON'T WANT A JOB! Oh well. I have to grow up at some point. I think I would prefer it if I didn't have to work at night. Oh well, life goes on. I will wait and see if someone calls me back.

My birthday is getting closer and I'm going to Penn State for my birthday. It should be a really good time.

My boyfriend is leaving in T-minus 4:30 hours. I don't want to say that I'm heartbroken. But I feel like snot. I don't want him to go. I don't want to lose him. I feel like I'm losing my bestfriend. I know it's so sweet I'm going to give you all diabetes. WELL IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT STOP READING! No just kidding. Trying to entertain myself.

I really should go to bed. Honey, please don't forget to e-mail me. And please call tomorrow night around 10. While I'm going to miss you so much, I can't wait to get you back. I miss being able to talk to you, and seeing you when ever we want to see each other. I know that having a job is going to make it harder. But I will make it work I promise. I will be coming for my birthday I PROMISE! I will take care of it, if it comes down to it.

~MORE LATER~