I looked back on all of my past entries and saw how happy I was in them. How everything was going so well and I practically had no worries. I've realized now that everything I had in those entries came crumbling down. I lost Jeff. I lost the apartment. I transfered stores so I lost my old store. The only thing I still have is my car. And I don't think that's enough to keep me happy. I guess I can't really complain. I mean, I have a roof over my head. I have clothes on my back. I have food in my stomach. I have a car. I have a good job. I make good money. Some people would think I have it made. But for some reason, I still hurt inside. I guess it's because I don't have anyone to share that with anymore. Or maybe it's because him getting back together with his ex-girlfriend made me feel like I wasn't good enough. One of the guys at work introduced me to this guy named Brian who works at the Firestone up the street from my old store. I had actually seen him in my old store a few times before I saw him in my new store. So we kind of already knew each other, I guess. But I didn't know his name or anything. He's gorgeous. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, good-looking body, nice ass. The whole nine yards. He's practically perfect. The guy that introduced us said he's going to have to plan a party at his house (he moved in with Brian, apparently.) and invite me over. So I'm guessing the guy is actually into me, too. Not bad. Not bad at all. :D Maybe things will start to look up, afterall.