So, over the past few weeks or so, things have steadily gotten worse. I was fired, then got my job back. No less than 8 days later, I got fired again! Me and 'date' broke up, because he was a super dick and is apparently quite racist. So, bye bye 'date'. Moving on to 'handsome', he and I no longer speak, but during the past few weeks, we had been acting like an actual couple. He bought me lunch at Denny's, paid for one of my packs of cigarettes, and kissed me a lot, hugged me a lot, and so on. It was nice. However, I came across someone that I hadn't talked to for a very long time, who will be named 'buff boy' for the purpose of this blog, because I can't think of anything better. 'Buff boy' asked me on a date, which had to be rescheduled twice because my mom is a little too fucking strict.
All in all, the date was awesome. We went to the gym, had leg day, which was torture, but I love leg day so it wasn't too terrible. After the gym, he dropped me off so I could shower and change and he could do the same, then we went to Five Guys to eat and he loved it! Then we went to a chocolate bar and I ate sooooo much chocolate, I felt sort of sick. And lastly on our date, we went to smoke hookah. I had a blast and I enjoyed my time with him. So, because I am feeling so close to 'buff boy', I decided to stop talking to 'handsome' and all my other 'hoes'. And now, 'buff boy' and I miss each other all the time and even though we went to the gym today, I already miss him.
So, I have nothing else to bitch about because not much else has happened because my grandfather has becoming an asshole recently, but, that's another story entirely.
Bye, my three readers...
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