Monday Monday...

Well,
so here we are, the start of my second week of fun excitement and fun. Compared to last Monday things went much better. I didn't have the fierce out of control rain or lack of sleep before my internship, but now only after two days believe it or not things are starting to get settled in.

I helped with just kind of normal office related business today, got some projects finished that I had started lats week, photocopied, etc.
The days are long though, man these commutes are kind of rough. I get up at like 5:30, leave here by 6:30 and then don't get back home until nearly 11 hours later. Needless to say Monday and Tuesday are long days.

Baker's has given me a lot of hours which is nice but is also a mixed bag. I told them not to schedule me more than 25, I have 34 this week. Oh yeah, that's 34 hours over the course of 4 days. I basically live there which sucks. Come visit me.

It's bad, but I will have a nice paycheck next week!

Do I feel satisfied? Do I feel as though I am enjoying my work? Yes. At the moment I'm exhausted but I feel good.

What is frustrating, which I think goes hand in hand with being tired, is feeling disconnected. I've spent some time with my friends but that was a while ago. I honestly kind of just go to work and then come home. Then repeat. Sure, it's still the first part of summer and lots of people aren't home yet and I'm very busy. But it does get annoying. Additionally, I just feel so jaded with the lack of communication I've gotten from old friends from back here. I spent some time with one group of my friends and been totally shut out by others. Does it hurt? Sometimes, but not now since I'm so busy. If I wasn't preoccupied with how tired I am it would seriously bother me. But thankfully I'm busy so it really doesn't...yet.

Oh well, I'm busy. I've made the effort and if they don't want me in their life anymore that's just their loss. I guess what bothers me the most is being forgotten. Do I consider myself a needy person? Sometimes. I guess it just bothers me the way that I try and make an effort but it is not reciprocated. What's even worse is when for example someone texts me back or I facebook chat someone I feel as though I am simply that whiny, annoying next door neighbor who you just want to get out of your hair. You respond because you feel like you have to, not because you want to.

I'm tired, and like I said I believe this is nothing more than a side effect of that. I'll give myself a few moments to feel sorry for myself, fade into the darkness and write some emo poetry or something and then I'll get up, suit up and face the traffic again towards Lincoln...