Don't You Worry About a Thing

Finals are FINALLY over. I'm confident that I did alright. I already know I got a 104.36 on my Psych final. I'm most nervous about music and math. Grades are being released tomorrow, but that isn't stopping me from checking online every half-hour.
Once I was done with finals, it was a relief. I had nothing to do. Nothing to worry about. It isn't like high school where the teachers would assign reading or homework over break. I have literally nothing to do, and it feel fabulous. Yesterday was my first day off and I visited Mr. Caster (the elderly man I'm volunteering with) for the first time solo. I actually enjoyed myself. We watched a documentary about MGM studios which was incredibly interesting. Then we watching an older film called City for Conquest. It was a love story of sorts. The night before I visited Mr. Caster, Bambi and I got into a fight. He pretty much picked a fight with me (which is what really set me off). I want to go to a OneRepublic concert and asked if he wanted to come with me. I told him to take his time deciding and in the mean time I would buy 2 tickets. He said if he ever goes to a concert, he doesn't want me coming. It was just mean. I'm not really into his type of music, but I've been trying to explore it more and understand it. I guess he just doesn't appreciate my efforts. So we argued for a bit, then I gave up. Jojoe hit me up and it was actually something I actually needed. I told him about the argument and he said it was stupid. He doesn't like Bambi. He thinks I can do better (he's taken right now, so he isn't trying to seduce me or something). We talked for a bit, then he sent a couple texts that almost had me in tears.

ME: I don't know what my next move is. But whatever I do, your opinion and help is very much appreciated. There's no one else to talk to or who's willing to talk.
JOJOE: I'm here. Don't you worry about a thing.
ME: You have no idea how much that means to me. I've lost so much over the past year. It's nice to have a stable element and a voice of reason.
(he then sent me a quote)
JOJOE: Better to be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie. I got you.

Those few texts made me feel like it was going to be ok. They made me smile and feel loved. Like someone actually cared. Jojoe and I have had a rocky relationship during the past year, but he's still sticking with me. I do love him. I don't have anyone else to really talk to about his stuff. I won't bother him too much with my bullshit, but getting an outside opinion can be useful. I also asked him if I could mention him in my blog. I kept forgetting to do that. He agreed, but doesn't want his real name used. Jojoe isn't his real name, so I think I'm safe. Either way, I hope he and I don't fall out again.
Today I'm meeting Kyle in the city a little after 3pm. We're going thrift store shopping, out to lunch, then seeing a movie. I can't wait to see him and just hang out. I wanna have fun and not worry. He said some friends may come along. I wouldn't mind too much, as long as I get along with them. It's still early for me to be up. I have at least another hour till I have to get ready. I like being able to breathe.