sorry i haven't been using this thing as much i as i should lately, but i've been kinda
busy.... you see, in between going to school, i've finally gotten a job..... at a starbucks.
yeah, i make coffee for anal-retentive douchbags, health nuts, and high school kids who
don't know what they want. i'm trying my best to get used to it, i'm on the register now,
but sometimes i forget to call out drinks and things like that, but i'm trying my best to do
a good job, y'know. my co-workers are always there to help me out and it makes me feel good,
so i never have a real problem with them; they're cool.

i also seem to be to be the 5th person in my school to get a job at a starbucks in the
washington DC area, which brings me to something else happening lately.
i seem to be striking out with the ladies bad..... and having the ability to be inspired and
draw like i used to.
i went to visit a classmate who works at a starbucks in the mall recently and happened upon
what i thought was a nice girl, and i thought against my better judgement, to try to be
outgoing and talk to her because i thought she was cute...
oh yeah. Mr. social butterfly here.
I chatted with her alittle bit only to find out that my friend and her had something going
on the sneak tip, like fooling around and getting her back blown out on his breaks in secluded
places in the mall kinda sneak tip....
i immediately gave up chase.

i don't know if it's that i'm kinda old-fashioned or chivalrous or whatever, but i can't
have another man's leftovers.... much less his side-chick. (wow, that kinda sounded
insensitive.)

you know, that seems to happen to alot to me lately. i meet someone supposedly nice and
sweet and i'm a day late and a dollar short.
there was another instance where i had just gotten off of work and there was this cute girl
who seemed to had just gotten off of work and having a bad day. she tried
to open a soda to drink in the metro station and it overfizzed and it went everywhere.
being the nice guy that i am, i tried to help her clean it up. we kinda started talking as i
helped her, trying to cheer her up, and she went to the trash can and threw away some
things, inadvertently forgetting her wallet. i give it back to her to try to strike up alittle more
convo because the train is on its way and i don't have much time to talk with her.
but it seems to go only that far... as she thinks i'm a high school kid because my work
clothes looks like the high school uniform around here. that, and i look really young.
dammit.
and to top it all off, i recently got in contact with an old ex to meet up with and hang out
on a saturday just to find out something i didn't really need to know anyway.... i so want
that saturday back btw.
oh well, i don't know what i'm going to do.... i have no idea what i'm doing to repel women
away from me. i mean i'm not a bad-looking guy, but i'm no denzel or brad pitt or something.
eh, i've been a bit of quiet, reserved loner most of my life, guess i'll be one for a little
while longer....
