Now that I am on hiatus from Shentelle, she has taken to calling, texting, and e-mailing me all in an effort to try to convince me that I am in the wrong in this situation. She thinks that I am overreacting, especially given the circumstance that I overslept a few nights ago and she didn't get angry when I came to work late. But she, in her self-absorbed world, could never see the difference. Shentelle does a lot of things that are shady. When I overslept, she knew right then and there that I had made a mistake and I was on my way to work. She, on the other hand, lied to me and said she would be a little late and arrived an hour and a half late. I have let Shentelle slide with a lot of things. She disappears at work sometimes for 30-45 minutes at a time. She has come to work tired and I have let her sleep it off. And I just don't think she's a good person. I really don't. It took a while, but I seriously don't believe in my heart that she has anyone else's best interest at heart but her own. *Shrugs* Tomorrow is the last day that the two of us will work together. *Shrugs* I could care less.
Still broke, still hustling. Not enough.
Domingo and I are well on our way to gay-relationship bliss, but I am nervous. While I have taken some steps that I wouldn't normally take, I will admit that I am still holding back. The over-analytical side of me is trying to plot and plan the course, but the free-spirited side is telling me to shut the fuck up and enjoy what is in front of me. Indeed I've fucked up plenty a relationship/friendship by trying to keep it in the context I want to keep it in. So I am nervous. And anxious. And don't know what the fuck will be my next step.
And yeah, that is all I care to report right now.
Current Location: Vallejo, California
I Feel : blank
Listening To: Silence.