the train was almost an hour late. I met a self-proclaimed hussler named Pee-wee. I can't make this stuff up. He was actually incredibly insightful. It was nice to talk to him, even if he did talk for way too long and his conversations weren't exactly focused. One thing he said which really struck me- start teaching 2nd and 3rd graders about the law- not about government, but about the law, as a way to create better law abiding citizens for the future. Fascinating stuff.
the cute boy on the train was a dead end. Once he started talking to his friend, he seemed like a dousche.
I got back with an hour to spare. Ran home, quick showered, and had to walk the 20 minutes to Linkins dining center. Bleh. Needless to say I was sweaty by the time I got there. I spent 4 hours 1) outcast by my fellow student managers. I was utterly alone for most of the process 2) listening to stupid crap that I consider common sense: "don't cut your finger off, don't be an idiot, don't be a dick to other people"
I have another day of training today. This session is 5 hours long. I am hoping that it will end early like yesterday's did.
Aaron and I ended up rescheduling our ice cream. We were both exhausted. I took a nap almost as soon as I got back from training.
Zabes and I watched Austenland which is a hilarious movie. It's so campy and dumb but its funny. "talley-ho!"
I cried for a bit. I miss my mom. I am frustrated. Zabes called me pretentious and a jerk. Both of which are true, but it hurts to hear it. I kinda hate myself. I know that this is why I am taking time away from guys. I have to learn to love myself. But so far, this has been a difficult process.
I had a dream last night- along with a bunch of strange theatrics, I saw my mom's best friend Cheryl, and I gave her a hug and just sobbed. It was nice to see her, and it was nice to cry. Sometimes I think I grieve more in my dreams than in real life.
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