Part 3: When you open open up to a fuck boy and they screw you over. Thanks.
December 28, 2017
It is currently 1:36 a.m and I finally have the chance to lay down next to my dog, Baby Jim. I hate being away from him for too long because I know that he misses me a lot. After this trip to Chicago, I realized that I am not a big fan of traveling. It’s annoying working while you are traveling. I would rather just use my vacation days if I do want to travel.
I am too scared to look at my bank account and I am still irritated at Colin. I wish I could squish him like a mosquito. Maybe I am just really irritated at him because I am about to get my period next week. I feel extremely moody. I feel like I want to cry.
I just feel like he doesn’t care about me at all sometimes and the only reason why he talks to me is for drug hookups..
I am just a dummy because he mean so much to me. Believe it or not, he is the first person I ever gave a card to in my entire life. I don’t even give cards to my parents. I just prefer to give people material item rather than writing cards because it is just a lot easier for me emotionally.
Oh! And I met another millionaire entrepreneur at a bar at the airport today! How cool is that! I always love listening to their story and seeing how they got to where they are now. I don’t know how but I always meet a lot of millionaires. Is that weird?
After talking to him, I thought about a quote my first best friend, The Valedictorian, told me.
These are the the things that get you through life. I find it slightly ironic how almost everyone that does the most average things in life assumes that they have all three of these qualities.
I believe that achieving all three is achievable for everyone, but the sad part is that most people in this world is lazy
I definitely felt like I need to do more with my life. I want to set the bar high for my future daughter/son