The Week-end

I dread week-ends.

Usualy because I work 8 hour shifts on both Friday and Saturdays.
I'm not a fan of my job. I actualy hate it. But I love the people at it, so I don't mind.

And usualy the 8 hour shift is made up for by something after. Usualy I have plans with someone really special to me.

This week-end I don't. Lame :( But eh, Ill pull through. That person's just going to be on my mind even more than usual. :)

And besides, it makes me soooo happy knowing she's going to be having a blast with her family :)

Family is so important. No joke. (Go hug your mother, father, sister, brother, grand father, grand mother, uncle, aunt, dog, cat, turtle, ANYONE, right NOW.)


Question; Is it possible to think of someone every milisecond? I think it might be.

In the words of Motion City Soundtrack, Let's Get fucked up and die :)

-Jordan