warpednormal's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - i don't know. bad days come, and i guess they go too. but sometimes i go back to that night and re-live each last moment i had with him that night, trying to come up with ways i could have been more charming and less embarrassing. and yeah i know. i can't change what's already happened. but it was the first time we didn't text each other after we saw each other, and yeah, okay. its killing me. and i know i should be all zen about it, let it go and breathe and do yoga, but its all so fucking hard. i even had to talk to my manager about a couple medication errors (nothing fatal or as bad some others i've heard) but enough to have a conversation with him. he said i was a "phenomenal nurse" but that there were things i need to work on. and yeah, i know. every one in every job has to go through something like this but it still feels so shitty. luckily, i have snowboarding, a boy who sends me messages just to let me know he's thinking about me, a new boy who might possibly get me discounts at top shop, choir, silly friends who send silly photos of cats to me on a daily basis, and fries from mcdonalds to cut the edge of the shittiness that was these last few days. 10:07 p.m. - 2013-01-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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