Written in the early evening of November 26, 1997...
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Yes, it's true... when you're really busy, and don't have time to fret about your problems, it helps. We all know what my problems are, now don't we?
Yeah... there's the ex-boyfriend... *gagging* but he's becoming less and less problematic over the last week or two.... Gasp! Does this mean I'm over him? I haven't taken enough time to actually think about it... which is good. So I tell you... the secret to getting yourself out of a mild depression. Get up and do something. My life is very full now with work, school, and that handy net job that Fortune City gave me. Now I can be online without wondering if he is, what he is doing, etc. This is good... I don't like being overly affectionate to someone who won't feel the same for me. But let's change the subject. I'm making new friends online and in my real life. There's my buddy, Charles, at work... he's faboo, but doesn't even really know it... And I'm making more friends around the apartment building too. The security guard here even wants to take me out and get me drunk... Why do I feel uneasy about this? Could it be those little leers in my direction? Could it be that he's already told me many times how he and his wife aren't getting along? He doesn't think I'm that dumb, now does he? Alas, he's still fun to talk to despite his small advances which get him nowhere... So yes... I'm busy... dealing with my many duties, and making a few new friends... |