So, I had "a bit" of a breakdown tonight at the La Mesa car show. Luckily, I had Jovanne with me to calm me down or else I seriously would have lost it. I started to go into panic mode and told him I needed to go back to the car for a cigarette. We ended up leaving because I couldn't stop crying and shaking. I finally opened up to somebody about what has been going on, and it was a bit of a relief. It was good to know that I've got someone like Jovanne on my side. I still love Jeff with every ounce of my being and will for a long time, but I now know that I need to move on with what is left of my life. Everything happens for a reason. I just wish things had turned out differently, I wish he truly did want to remain friends. Oh well, the ball is in his court. I've done all that I can.
On a side note, I've decided to become a nun. Not a traditional one, more like the kind from The Sister Act. That means I get to dance and sing and go to bars, get drunk, and smoke like the little chimney that I am. Maybe I could finally have my very own kica! At least that way, I'd never have to put up with all the grief I get from guys. (Seriously, guys... Breaking up with girls online is shady business...)
I suppose I should change and go to bed. Tricia and Peggy are my supervisors tomorrow, so I can slack off a bit. YESSSSSSSSSS!
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