Perhaps I made a mistake when I let Jeni read my journal. Not that I mind her knowing what was written, but now I find it hard to speak (or write) what it is that I'm thinking, which was the point of the journal in the first place. I haven't given up yet, however, but I must resign that I'll just have to get over it and write like I have been. She didn't laugh at me, so I guess I don't have to worry too much about being embarrassed in that manner. Thanks to the few people who have responded to Random Thoughts via e-mail and/or phone calls to tell me how much they've enjoyed my ramblings. You've definitely made it feel worth while. While I'd like to think that many people would actually be interested in my life, I never actually thought anybody would read these (especially including Jeni).
So here's the update for anybody who doesn't already know (I'll try to keep this as short as possible for those that do know): Jeni thought it best that she not move in with Ryan and me, and I agreed with her (Ryan was mad, but I think I've managed to rectify that). Hmmm... that went quicker than I thought it would.
That development prompted me to be upset because of the realization that since Jeni is currently dating somebody, I wouldn't be a part of her life anymore. My thinking was that since I couldn't continue persuing her (in good conscience), I'd never see her again. Well, much to my surprise, in a fairly long telephone conversation with Jeni, she insisted that we could remain friends. Hell, I wasn't going to argue with that. That's a helluva lot more than I could ask for, and most of my fascination and attraction towards her is just how unique of a person she is. I mean, honestly, I've never met anybody as nice as she is, and I consider most of my friends extremely nice people (which is why I consider them my friends in the first place). I think Sara would agree with me on this.
So we've spent a lot of time together this weekend, mainly with her trying to make me gain the weight I've lost in the last 2 1/2 weeks (that Banana Fusion cheesecake was pretty good). Now I look forward to her phone calls (even if she's made a habit of calling me while I'm sleeping), and not in that obsessed school-boy way anymore. I've enjoyed her conversation from the very beginning, but now there's substance behind it as I get to know her better. She called me tonight (last night, technically) for no real apparent reason other than to say 'goodnight' and to tell me about her 'bad day.' I would have originally been enthralled to hear such a story before for the reason that "she's actually talking to me," but now it just makes me happy to know that I'd be one of her choices to tell me something trivial like that.
Well, enough about Jeni (haha). The auditor here at the hotel has put in her two-weeks notice. At first I was saying that if I didn't get offered the position I'd be pretty upset. However, apparently Tony is getting offered the job, and if that's the case, I'm definitely content with that. He's been here a lot longer than I have, and I'm pretty sure he deserves the position more anyway. If he passes it up or doesn't get offered the job, I'm going to be upset. Dammit.