I’ve been so busy since the semester that I haven’t been able to come on you much at all. I miss you so dearly, you provided me with so much information and news and you made me laugh until I pooped my pants. If I had more time, you’d be the first thing I do. But alas, I’m busy with school and classes and work that I only come on you once a week, if I’m lucky two times. I wish I could come on you more :/ It makes me upset knowing I only see you such few times.
To be honest, I don’t know if it’ll work out between us any longer. 23 hours of my day is dedicated to school and work and with only 1 hour left, I won’t be able to have much of a connection with you. I feel like it just won’t work with us. But I know you’ll understand where I’m coming from.
I’ll come and visit you every now and then, but I won’t come as often. I love you though. And I’ll miss you.
I’m currently working in the advertising department of my school’s newspaper, the Daily Titan (click here for website).
I work as the National Sales and Promotions Assistant for this semester and as soon as the semester ends, I take over for the National Sales and Promotions Director. So I get promoted, yay me!
As a 3rd year Advertising student, I’ll be working as the National Sales and Promotions Director. But my current boss and her assistant have told me that when my 3rd year ends, they want me to be the Director of Advertising, who pretty much runs the office.
So I’ll be the Director of Advertising my graduating year, as the head honcho of the office.
Assuming that my academics go well, I hope to graduate with a nice job.
I’m super ecstatic to learn how the business works, but I’m also nervous for all of this as well.
Where I’m here lying in bed and I feel like crying. I want to cry so bad but I just can’t.
Deep introspection late at night makes Jerry a sad boy, who refers to himself in 3rd person.
So much has happened in the past months. Good & bad both. I got a job in advertising which could potentially launch my career. I became closer with a friend. But I lost my best friend. We no longer speak very often. I don’t want to make the effort anymore, like I used to.
I don’t break down or “lose it” very often. But tonight I feel lost.
As a young man (who happens to be a homosexual), I do not wish to be tolerated. In fact, I don’t think homosexuality is something that should be tolerated. Bad behaviour is something that is either tolerated or is not, as is the smell from your next door neighbours over fertilised garden. Someone…
“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”— Marilyn Monroe (via thesecretdiaryofjake)