Work today was slow and quiet. There were times in the morning when i thought that the day would never end and that I felt so emotional I was near vomit. I hate this feeling in the pit of my tummy. It makes me exhausted, and my body tense. I am trying to push through it, to be a big girl about life and men, really I am trying. It has been getting the better of me, I am holding together, and I think it will get better...it is only the mean time...I hate it.

Mom, dad and I went to starbucks today before work. It was cool to chill with them for a little bit. Kindra (old full time) came in and sat with us for a bit. We all chatted about nothing exciting. Am I getting boring??