so kennedy fell asleep last night. which is what i figured anyway lol
she snapchatted me this morning and texted me. so i got to talk to her a little bit.
I'm not sure what i want to put in here... so i'll put everything! :P
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Stood up
I got stood up.
Kennedy said that she would come see the witch with me, was even willing to miss a German event to see it with me.
She never showed. I texted her and called her. Nothing.
Granted I wasn't alone - I had Ian and Josh with me. But I was really looking forward to spending time with her.
The movie sucked. "The witch". Not a scary moment in it at all. I was very disappointed.
2 disappointments at the same time.
Sunday, March 13, 2016
Interesting day
So I worked 10-3 today and then went to hang out with a guy friend. This is the same guy friend I was with in DC.
Well I expected to hang out for an hour or two then go home and such.
Try 4 hours lol and it went by soooo fast! It was fun and we currently are sending random ass snapchats to eachother.
I like this. I love to laugh.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
networking
that amazing moment while on spring break inDC that you meet someone amazing.
so... we get on the metro train to return from DC museums and such and i notice someone who looks like a college student talking to an older lady who had a very professor-like aura. they are talking about anthropology-mythology related books and i was dieing to get in on the conversation. the younger lady got off before i could talk to her but i went up and sat in her seat to talk to the older lady.
1. the book she had recommended for the girl was "a crocodile on a sand dune" which was written by an egyptologist
2. she is the HEAD OF CURATION AT THE SMITHSONIAN MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY
she gave me her personal phone number and email....
and the next day gave us a private tour of behind the scenes stuff at the museum...
she actually asked me to add her on facebook...
holy shit.
oh and i suspect she is a fellow Bast worshipper.
so... we get on the metro train to return from DC museums and such and i notice someone who looks like a college student talking to an older lady who had a very professor-like aura. they are talking about anthropology-mythology related books and i was dieing to get in on the conversation. the younger lady got off before i could talk to her but i went up and sat in her seat to talk to the older lady.
1. the book she had recommended for the girl was "a crocodile on a sand dune" which was written by an egyptologist
2. she is the HEAD OF CURATION AT THE SMITHSONIAN MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY
she gave me her personal phone number and email....
and the next day gave us a private tour of behind the scenes stuff at the museum...
she actually asked me to add her on facebook...
holy shit.
oh and i suspect she is a fellow Bast worshipper.
Thursday, March 3, 2016
They listen
So yesterday I talked to the faeries outside my house... And I cried myself to sleep last night, after talking with bast.
And they listened.
Kennedy messaged me early this morning and we spent most of today together.
And guess what was returned to me.... My elven star. It was placed right in front of my door...
I feel so much better with it back on.
DC planning $$$$
Only using 1000
-100$ - Gas money
-64 - camping site
-18 Carolyn buying equitment
- 250 Metro passes (4 - 7-Day Fast Pass $59.25)
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568$ left to spend on culture dinner
-64 - camping site
-18 Carolyn buying equitment
- 250 Metro passes (4 - 7-Day Fast Pass $59.25)
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568$ left to spend on culture dinner
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
I'm crying
I'm crying and I don't know why.
Today has just not been great.
Woke up this morning from s nightmare.
Was running late for school.
Took a midterm that I'm not too confident on.
Came home and crammed all of my online spanish hw.
Went to work for a longer shift. Plus it was cashiering :(
Come home and it's like while I've been slowly sinking all day I just plummeted.
I'm feeling lonely and I think Kennedy has lost interest in me.
I really miss racheal.
I just want to cry... There is no one big thing but rather so many small things and I just....
I'm am a worthy person but I feel worthless sometimes.
My worth is not determined by others but I hate when others don't see my worth.
So many things in my head.
And tears are just sliding down, silently.
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