One Month Later, I Have A Different Life

So I went back to Hudson's last night. Ugh. I was not at all happy to do so. I know that I should just quit and find a job that I like but I don't think I can find one that I like waitressing and I can't make anywhere near as much money as I do now doing something else. I didn't like Vango's, I didn't like Birch Lake, and I HATE Hudson's. This is a bad pattern! Maybe I just have a bad job attitude. I don't mind working though, I'd rather work than not. I guess it wasn't too bad last night. We got busy late but that was okay because I made more money in the last hour than I had all night. There were so many new people there though! Some of them seem really really dumb too. Great. I'm SOOO great with stupid people...
It seems like everything has changed. Before I left things were TOTALLY different. I lived with Jules, Paul, and Katie (and for the most part, Dusty) and we had each others patterns and quirks down. I was in what I thought was a great relationship (except for the last week). I knew everyone that worked at Hudson's and Sparky was still there. I miss him!! It was cold and I still had school to worry about. All my friends were still in Marquette. So yeah, I basically feel like I came back to the wrong spot. I'm not complaining though! I like change, to a point. I was just so damn happy last semester it's going to take awhile to figure out to do that again. But I will, for sure I will. =)
Ashly finally came out and asked about how I was doing with the whole Grant thing and if I was over it. I kind of mumbled through a reply and then she told me that she had just talked to him and he asked about me. I don't know why, but that hurt. Not the stabbing hurt that it used to be, but just sort of a dull ache. It's absolutely ridiculous that I wouldn't be over him by now, we were only together for 3 months and I guess we weren't actually officially together. We never talked about the future and we never made each other promises, which is something I'm profoundly grateful for. I still miss him (or who I thought he was) and would love to talk to him again. From a distance, of course. I so thought that I had almost forgotten about him.
I know this sounds like alot of whining but it's really really not. It's alot of confusion, basically. I'm just as happy with my life as I always before. I have great roommates and great friends and basically a great life. And I get to study in the Carribean in 6 months! Yay! Anyway, it's time for me to get some stuff on my to-do list. Yes, there is an actual list, it's an attempt at organizing my life. I'm so efficient!