I actually had a full night's sleep yesterday, so today seemed decent. I was in a better mood because I was full of energy. Work wasn't bad at all and I didn't take a break. Jessica showed off her new tattoo which looks extremely hot. I never thought of getting a tattoo on my wrist. Jessica's seemed to be three by three. I definitely want to get one, but I just have to figure out how I would cover it later in case of job dispute.

Jessica was bumping butts with me tonight. haha. I found it very amusing for some reason.

A lot of the customers were nice, too. Not only that, but I didn't get overwhelmed with the telephone calls, tasks that needed to be done, and just doing the simple things that I do every day that I work.

I really need to start sleeping more. Really. I think it would help a lot. I mean, I knew that before, but I didn't know how much of an impact having a good night's sleep would have until I went to work today.

Tim told me again at work that he was going to miss me. ^.^ I will really miss my job here. I am not close with anyone, but it's just the atmosphere that everyone - as a whole - creates. I know it won't be the same working at the other Michaels. It makes me very sad.

I've made peace with a lot of things in just the last couple of days. I stress out so much over what's right and what's wrong, what I need to change, what I should do, and etc. I'm making that stop. I'm letting go of things.

I'm tired of feeling hurt and bad so often, so I've just decided to stop feeling. It feels good. ^.^ I'm just doing whatever the fuck I want, whether it's right or wrong morally or if it's vain and inconsiderate. God damn, now I see why people are assholes.

I don't get shit out of doing things right. It's true: nice girls finish last.

Of course, this will change if I feel I need to. Like, if it's hurting someone. I don't want to do anything to directly hurt anyone. ^.^ But as long as it isn't and I'm happy, it doesn't fucking matter.

I come first, mofo.

Now. I'm horny. And because it doesn't matter what's right and what's wrong anymore...

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I'm bad at judging people's characters.

And.

Please don't talk to me if you only want to hear yourself talk. Don't call me and don't speak to me if when we talk, it's just me hearing about you. I'm tired of people coming to me with their shit, forgetting that I am also a person with daily problems, leaving the only person for me to go to being James.

Really. What the FUCK does that say?

And it sucks also because I'm always the last person that people go to. Oh jeez, no one else is there for me. So let me go to Tammi because she'll stick around at least until someone I REALLY want to talk to comes around.

Fuck all of you. Fakes.

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