BLEHHHH.

I'm dying of foodz. Ugh. Kill me.

I'm excited for tomorrow. Going out into the world again. Heh. Got my interview at 11:30, then I'ma go cling to Mike for the rest of the day/night, most likely. There was talk of going to the Hotel for drinks with Terry and Christine, but I'm not sure I wanna see him right now. Heh.

Yeah, he broke up with me again. Over the phone. During my last day in LA. Awesome. Not that I'm really heartbroken or anything (I honestly haven't even been thinking about it-- it's kinda as if it never happened). It's just been pissing me off how fucking inconsistent he can be.

But who knows. I'd like Terry and I to be friends, but I'm not entirely sure either of us will be capable of that. Every time we try to hang out as 'just friends', he gets plastered, re-confesses his love for me (out of sheer loneliness, I'm sure) and we end up back together (partially my fault, I know). Then he bores of me a week later. It's getting tiring.

I think being single at this point would make my life more consistent. Heh. I'm sick of this on-again off-again shit. I know I myself can be an INCREDIBLY indecisive creature (I'm getting better lately, though), but I fucking DESPISE that quality in other people. I surround myself with confident, strong-willed, ambitious people for a reason.

I love him. But he needs to figure out what the fuck he wants in life and if there's any real reason for me to be in it. Really. And I wish him all the best.

But yeah. Tomorrow will be grood. Especially since I can listen to my effing Zune in my car again. YAY.