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My first week of training is officially over, and I made it through pretty much unscathed. I'm actually starting to like it. Today I was able to actually help someone out with my horrible experiences in computer related disasters. I get my first check next week. I also picked up my last check from HD today.
Anyone that still reads this journal had to see this coming: Neil's kinda...over. No big dramatic fight, he just kind of wandered away. Things that good don't come so easily, and things that seem too good to be true, are. I would be lying if I didn't say I'm pretty bummed. I rushed into it and got excited over a stranger. It happens. I just wish I wasn't so gullable and so inclined to wear my heart on my sleeve. But, really, I guess in the scheme of things, how much can I grieve over someone I knew a week? Without being total tunes, that is.
There was a lot of other stuff I was going to post, but now I don't really recall what they were.
Anyone that still reads this journal had to see this coming: Neil's kinda...over. No big dramatic fight, he just kind of wandered away. Things that good don't come so easily, and things that seem too good to be true, are. I would be lying if I didn't say I'm pretty bummed. I rushed into it and got excited over a stranger. It happens. I just wish I wasn't so gullable and so inclined to wear my heart on my sleeve. But, really, I guess in the scheme of things, how much can I grieve over someone I knew a week? Without being total tunes, that is.
There was a lot of other stuff I was going to post, but now I don't really recall what they were.