I seriously, seriously don't understand why I even have this. It seemed like a good idea at the time to make one, but fuck, I'm so bad at keeping up with current events on my life. I don't even know where to begin.
I'm engaged, lets start with that. Yep. Most wonderful, amazing, fantastic boy you could find. We're seriously like the same person split in half, it's a little weird. But hey, he makes me happy and I can be a complete child around him and not be embarrassed and he deals with my family on a daily basis so fuck it, he's not going anywhere.
I got a new job, too. Yay! No more McDonalds! Pretty great. I was really starting to hate everything and pretty much everyone there... but I don't have to deal with them anymore. Babe still works there, but I can live with that. He's there now, actually.
I work at a little sandwich shop down on Carling and Woodroffe called Alba Fresco's. Adorable little thing; only five of us work there. The two owners, their youngest sister and my friend. It's pretty great since work drama is just... well not there and it's one of the best feelings in the world. It's just so much fun. Maybe that's what I'll blog about - what I learn at work.
Friday I learned how to make pizza dough. We use honey instead of sugar. I don't know if that's like.. a business secret and I just fucked something up like the Krusty Krab but whatever! Regardless it's fucking wonderful and I'm so excited to start working there pretty much full-time.
My (ex)best friend and I are obviously no longer friends. She's just turned into a massive bitch since she started dating her boyfriend. + she missed my birthday after telling me, my fiance, and my friend that she'd be there... and didn't say happy birthday to me till AFTER she told me she wasn't gonna come. Then, she takes pretty much 3 weeks to bring my books back. I know it sounds childish and I shouldn't end a friendship over this but seriously, she cannot go anywhere with her boyfriend. I asked her if she wanted to get breakfast, just the two of us. Nope. Her boyfriend and his friend were there. Uhm, no. You didn't tell me they'd be there, thanks.
Little things like that. Like how whenever we'd hang out one on one, she'd always have to rush off and pick him up, or he'd be on his way, or something ridiculous like that. I do spend time with my fiance a lot, we live together and my friends adore him... but I also ask my friends if it's OKAY if he comes along when we hang out because I know how annoying it is. Grawr, I just hate people.
I'm back in school. Three credits left, pretty stoked. Just want to finish. I'm three quarters of the way done my first credit, actually. Math. I fucking hate it, but it's making sense so woo! It makes me happy, math and I have never been friends.
OKAY there's some girl screaming war cries outside my window.
I'm going to go take a shower now before I cry.