He's a fool, fool for love
Born a fool, you got to
Follow the rule, always a fool
A fool for love ...
Fool for Love - Sandy Rodgers
At work for lunch I like to eat at this small sandwhich and ice cream shop. I've never had ice cream there, but it is worth mentioning because I think that is the main thing they sell there, except now probably because it is winter. It is a small business and the same 3 people work there everyday. I should probably get to know their names because I go almost daily. I've need been great at variety. If I like something, well then I have that. As a kid I thought that I could live off twinkies. Man they were great, with their sugar high and sweet cream filling. Breakfast lunch and dinner if my mom would just buy more of them rather than chicken. So everyday I go in with the stress of, what am I going to get today? Do I want the same thing? Will I like it? Well this place has a daily special a different sandwhich each day priced a whole 20 cents less than a normal sandwhich. Crazy savings I know. Well now I just get the special everytime I go. That way someone else makes the decision for me and I don't have to worry about variety. I mean if it is some thing I know I'll hate then I go with my standard, but it is a great way to try new things and not have to worry about what you feel like eating. It is such a smart idea I think and you wouldn't believe it, a majority of people seem to order the special and I can't imagine it is for the 20 cent savings (off like 6 bucks). So today I went to get my special and my diet vanilla coke (wonder why I drink that now) and instead of going late, I went early and what do you know, they had like 10 specials ready to go. I therefore got very quick service.
It is always the morning that you get to work 10 mins early that your boss gets to work half an hour late. So in their mind, you could of gotten there 20 mins late, who knows. To make things worse, let me tell you about last night. Again I had trouble sleeping. I figured that waking up each day early would make me feel so tired that come 11pm I'd be ready to fall asleep. At some point sleeping 5 hours a night will lead to me just falling asleep on time. Well that point is always the weekend it seems. Last night, I was up until 3am. The worst part was that I tried to go to bed at 12am. Had I known I'd waste those hours tossing and turning, I would of used them to get some more reading done or maybe even watch an enjoyable movie.
You know what I think is a dream job, being a writer for the Daily Show. You get to share your opinions on politics in the best type of way. I want a job I enjoy like that when I grow up or you know grow up more. Then again, I don't know if I could that day in day out. Maybe I need to have a lot of different interesting jobs, so when I get bored of one, I can move on to the next one.
Well earlier I mentioned how I went to bed at 3am. Well to make matters better, after work I have my longest day of class of the week (until 7:30pm). I had a few options, go home after work and sleep...go to one class, hit 2 or hit 3. My first impression was sleep, but I actually did my reading for my classes, so sleeping would be a waste I think. Then I thought well what is my biggest concern? being called on. I'm just not completely awake and probably will not give great answers, but I figured I'd risk it and attend my first two classes and maybe duck out of my third.
There are times when I am driving and I am very tired. I usually call up a friend so we can chat and they can keep me company so that I don't doze off or at the least make it easier to fight that feeling. Well here in con law I'm feeling like that right now. I'm trying everything to stay awake, but man all I can think of is my bed. I also have a class right after this where I don't even leave my seat. Luckily that professor is loud, so I'm sure fear will keep me alert.
Here is a flashback. In high school I had this girl friend (great girl) and when I left for college we decided to stay together. We did better than most couples and lasted until Christmas break. So now it is Christmas, now I'm home, now things are supposed to be awesome and instead we end up breaking up. As painful as it was at the time, a wonderful thing to happen to me. Well after about a week or so, she changed her mind and decided she wanted to get back together. She was geninue and told me how sorry she was about her mistake and that she would make it up to me by earning my trust back and showing me how much she loved me. I believed her. I was wrong, and we broke up the following semester. Again, great decision, don't get me wrong, but what I'll never forget is how I believed her. The point of all this is that I learned that people's actions mean more than their words. They might mean the words with all their heart, but how you treat someone is more important than what you tell them. I also started to understand that life doesn't end when you get your heart broken, that its going to happen again and again (and I'll accidentally do it to some people) until the day you find that girl that is insane enough to be happy with you and all your quirks.
I didn't call to be your friend
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