coffeewhiskey

so i am the number one candidate for the room service position at the st frances drake hotel.
I get to find out on tuesday.
tuesday, is sooooo far away.
so until tuesday i feel just a little umm useless.
and If i do get the job I have to ask to start after the 8th so i can go see a little girl that makes me happy.
just thinking about holding her feels so nice i cant imagine how the real thing is.
and If they say no, I just dont get to, i go to work, for atleast a month straight then head down for a weekend sometime.
She doesnt plan on coming up or anything, I wonder if i have to spark it by showing her how i can make her feel, oh how i hope i make her feel the way I do.
I know this may sound cruel but if it wasnt for her living up here wouldnt be so lonesome.
I mean i thought it would be the friendships that would be weighing me down, but its just her.
Its like worrying your body wasnt gonna make it but your head ends up getting clear cut off.
Amy Winehouse you are a bird.
I dont think anybody really reads this journal and thats cool.
Its like a pivate bank of thoughts.
what do i want to do today, I could go to the beach and walk, go downtown and read, go to the park and walk or read.
It is really pretty outside.
oh how i hope, i hope everything works out.