Current mood:
bouncy
"I'm just saying, if it came down to it, you could."
"Well... I mean... I mean, I haven't ever wanted to deliberately hurt someone--that thing with me breaking Mike Mattox's nose was a total accident-- but that night...? That one night? Oh, my god, if she'd have been there, I would have punched her in the fucking face, I was so angry. ...And I'm not a violent person! This is terrible!"
It's 11.45 and I'm happy. I've finally re-overcome my writer's block ((finally!)), and the weather's making Georgia feel like it felt back home this time last year. It makes me miss New Jersey even more, but it brings me some peace. For some strange reason, it gives me hope.
Things are going to change soon. Things are going to happen. Big things. Two things of which I'm sure of: my turning 18 in under two and a half months, and, less than two weeks later, my moving out. It's scary. It's a frightening thought, but an exhilaratiing one at the same time. The voice in the back of my head is screaming "Freedom!", although in actuality, it's a hell of a lot of responsibility that I'm about to take on, here... I'm going to be effectively on my own, before I graduate from high school... It's a sobering thought, and right now I'm too sober to think about it.
And it turns out that my bosses really do love me. They told Trey that they want me to start studying for my server test now so I can ace the test 3 days after I turn 18. That's the only way they'll let me go directly from hosting to serving without going to ToGo first... And when Trey mentioned the fact that I could get a serving job anywhere when I turn 18, and that I'd leave hosting at Outback ((although I do love the place)) to serve somewhere else so I could earn enough money to support myself... Well, that kind of just made them decide to give me the packet early (I suppose they don't want their most competent host leaving altogether on them, eh?). Meaning probably the next time I go to work, which will be Friday. ...Oh, how I love the restaraunt business...
I've stopped having nightmares, finally. That two weeks of solid nightmares after months of not dreaming at all has been replaced with me fallling asleep and falling into dreams fast... And I must say, I rather like these dreams I've been having lately... They make me wish time could fast-forward 7 years.
Anyways. I have school tomorrow. There's more to say, but that's for tomrrow. Or some other time. I'm just rambling now.