Shitty day for the most part

I haven't updated in a while, so I feel the need to do so.

I fucking hate nostalgia.
Hate it with passion.
I pretty much long to be back home, long to be back in LP.
I'd sacrifice a lot to be there right now.
At work, Rey told me I could have a maxium of 10 vacation days.
10 days?
Compared to last year's six weeks?!
Fuck that weak bullshit.
It's not enough.
Then again, it's more than nothing.
I'm filled with uncertainty about how things are going to go.
It's been five and a half months.
I hate not being there.
So, this summer is going to fucking blow.
More than a slut.

On that note, nostalgia also hit when I saw my ex-best friend's Facebook.
I didn't know I actually missed him.
It'd been several months since he crossed my mind.
We were best friends from first grade until last year.
I told him all my secrets, all my thoughts, all my ideas.
He knew almost everything about me.
Then one day, he said he couldn't handle me anymore.
Said I changed too drastically for him, and quite too often.
That I would go from trying to do good, to becoming this awful awful person.
But I was there for him through it all.
I was there for him when he lost his faith (literally.)
I was there for him through it all.
And when he chose to become a Christian again, he left me.
I hated him for it, but I hated myself more for having to accept who I really was.
Ten years.
Down the drain.
It hurt.
A lot.
But I realize, he never loved me.
If he did, he would've stuck by, through thick&thin.

I'm not sure why I felt so sad today.
But I notice this reoccuring pattern in my life:
Eventually, everyone leaves.
No one ever stays forever.
No one.
Talk about mad depression today.

On the bright side, (there is always one), Annalee & Banini are now officially together :)

I'm very happy for both of them.