This Is Where I Cry
05. November 2006 | en
14 hours.
Id rant on but Im too fucking tired. And that wasnt writing. In fact I wrote all of 100 words. because Im too fucking tired and crooked and ready to cry. Also ready to have my ovaries removed in case I forget today and get into my head I want my own. Oh wait I cant forget today because tomorrow will also be another 12 hour, but likely 13 hour day.
Is the food and living in Istanbul worth it?
The food is amazing. Istanbul is fantastic when I can see it. Oh which is once a week. :( The family is lovely, but I cant keep putting in these hours on weekends without snapping. My only break today was when I showered. Oh and Tennis creep is still calling, only now he blocks his number. And when I told the mother she said he is a man, he likes me, this is normal, just dont answer. That route isnt working either. And why the attitude change? Because she misunderstood me last time and thought he was acting without any help from me. Upon talking to the tennis school and finding out I had agreed to meet with him on my day off its become kindve my fault. My best friend is male as are most of my closest friends. I told him I dont like him and I flat out love someone else. But he is convinced I like him so why should anything I say make a difference. Im to learn my lesson and stop trying to make friends or else expect such behavior.
I will go cry now for how crap this world is.
Schlagwörter:
Istanbul
Turkey
do you really want to take that job as a nanny?
Karte:
N 41° 01.237
E 28° 97.592
Erstellt am: 22. Mai 2008
