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Thursday, April 8, 2010
Dear you

I thought last night would be a horrible night. Well everything was going horrible until 7:45pm.
Anyway.
One, the weather was so warm I pespired on the way to work and I felt so unclean.
B) a detestable boy was working instead when supposedly another guy who I prefer didn't.
Third, HE didn't show me any sign of acknowledgement when he saw me. Usually there'll be at least a smile.

But things slowly got in my favor.
Melvin, like I said who went all love guru on me, he told me that girls shouldn't tell guys everything about themselves, if not the relationship would be boring, because the guy knows you so well there wouldn't be any surprises or whatnot. That got me stumped. My outlook on that fact is that guys want girls to keep things from them. I wouldn't want anything to be kept from me!
Then Melvin, — who is 36 years old BTW and said he's telling me from experience — shared with me about his 23 year old girlfriend-would-be-wife. An age difference of 13 freaking years, that was my first thought.
Then I was like whoa, Melvin why are you telling me all that, it's not like that 12 year older guy would be my lover (12 freaking years, sheez). Then Melvin shrugged and said "you'll never know."
Well I wish.

Then there was this friendly and nice lady at my favourite kitchen. She was in a waitress's uniform but she never served. She's friendly and nice. We were just acquaintances but I told her to take a picture with me because she was so friendly and nice. Awh then she seemed really surprised that I was leaving and I found out that she'd been working there for 11 years.

Then I took a picture with my favourite dessert chef at my favourite kitchen. He's so cute. He's so old. He's 28 years young. But the picture was badly taken. I'm going to ask him for another next time. Which better be soon if not... Well. And I thought people call him 小黑 because that's what I heard once from afar. Then after I took a picture with him, his co-workers made fun of him and kept saying 小微, so I guess I misheard the first time. But that was kind of a girly name, so I clarified with the friendly and nice lady in the waitress uniform who didn't serve. She said 小唯, the 唯 from 唯一. When I heard that I was like "Awh that's such a sweet name." Of course I didn't say that out loud.

I'll miss my vacation job. I'm missing it already although I still have one week to go. Boo to school mauun!

☮&♡
Jolene
4:24 PM


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