Poster Girl with no Poster

It's strange not having to worry about going to work at 5pm, but of course i was not use to not know what to do, and i felt kind of restless the other day just sitting around.

It's like being in relationship with someone you dislike. He takes up a lot of time frustrating you, but once the relationship is over, and don't have that nagging thing following you, you have no idea what to do with your time.

Today was better, i was more productive. After having a disagreement with Mike about EMO AGAIN, i think i may have won one over by calling him pretentious. I'm so sick of him talking about his friends, and his love of Emo that i called him on it. Like why be in love with a music that has pinning children describing how they want to commit suicide cause there girlfriend broke up with them. There are so many bigger issues and i don't get it. These Emo kids swear they are alone yet they have like 30 friends on the IM, and they can afford a 300 dollar IPOD only to fill it with sad songs wbout how there life sucks. I don't get it. He complains that he is alone, and his life is sad yet he is driving in a porshe, he does not have to worry about finacial aid, and he has a friend who lives in a 5 story house with a sauna. Your life sucks why?

My voice silently raised, i was telling him my FEELINGS, thank goodness i'm getting somewhere, and that i think he is pretentious and so is his music. It felt good i can't have people push me around anymore, and i must branch out or will ever be surrounded bu them.

After that i had to go to a Pre-med meeting. With this free time now, i am able to join all these clubs. I was in it last year, but i never went to the meetings. They aren't like regualry meetings. They have speakers who come to this school and talk about Medicine or whatever. So i can go to whatever meeting that i want, at the end of my time here i will get a certificate saying that i was in this program. So I thought the meeting was a 8. I check my email only to find out that it is at 4, which leaves me 15 minutes to get all the way on the otherside of campus.

When i get there, there are old, snobby, rich, educated, doctors. I look a little out of place in a Bob Marley Tee and these weird checkered shoes i keep wearing. There are some students but for some reason kids love to sit in the back, i grab a seat in the corner and for the next 100 hours am dazing off. It was so boring, and nothing about medical school. It was about Health Care, and you could tell all the kids where getting restless, b/c chairs were squeaking. I'm doodling, when i'm not nodding off. The man next to me was so fidgety i thought he was going to jump out of his seat. I keep staring at this old man who was sleeping like full on, so i'm trying to supress laughter. After about an hour the meeting ends.

I hate taking elevators with people, so i take the stairs, sort of forgetting that i am on the 8th floor. So by the time i hit the main floor, my legs are tired and my head hurts from all the turns. As i walking back to my dorm, there was a boy walking close near me:

Backstory:
When i woke up this morning there was a letter in my email, saying that this dude was starting a club that watches unknown movies, and that he would like me to join. I said, well in the email, that i would. Later on that day i found out the boy who sent me the email was a boy in my art class who i may have had a crush on.

So anyway back to the story.
So i look behind and it's him. I have this weird thing of smiling when i see boy i like. I get like giddy and i want to just say something but i don't so i end up biting my lip. So we are walking like side by side now. I notice that he turns to go into my building though he doesn't live there, because i saw him at the building meeting and know that he doesn't live in my hall. Each hall has a card that we slide to enter, he waits for me to slide my card through and then opens the door for me.

Beckett:Thanks
Cute Art Dude: Your welcome

After i see him go in the opposite direction, b/c he came in the wrong door, i smile a little. So on Thursday i am going to his meeting, he's the president.

I guess the job thing was good. I mean i have more time to do things now, yes the money thing was good, but hopefully things will look up. I mean i know that won't be bad forever though sometimes it feels like the hits won't stop coming.

Maybe it's just a part of the process though. This life process.