I think I’m just a little too sad and a lot too angsty to be sitting around tumblr today. My sister’s has spent the past two weeks going around the state with her friend, and spending like 4 or 5 days down at my favorite beach, and I’ve left the house a whopping 3 or 4 times in the past 2-3 weeks. I went job hunting, I got a job, I still don’t have an orientation date, I unpacked my room, I threw out a bunch of shit, like I did everything I was supposed to do.
Going to see Zedd in Manhattan today, and going to spend some time up there with Julie, was supposed to be like my one thing before I get down to this working stuff again. Because the way target schedules their part-timers, I’m not going anywhere for a long time (instead of doing a few days with long shifts, they do a lot of days with short shifts).
But because JetBlue cancelled two back-to-back flights, there were too many people on the planes I could’ve taken, so I couldn’t go.
TL;DR- Shit happens in a series of events in a manner that I can’t make up, and now I’m just really sad cause the one thing I was supposed to do this summer, I don’t get to do.