the lawrence arms - navigating the windward passage

well. that was interesting. i had an insanely long day of work. i left the house at 9:25, came home for about 10 minutes around 4:45, then worked at the aquatic center until 9:20. it all wasn't too bad, just.. nothing especially good either. you know how it is.
however, since today was my first day at the aquatic center, i'll tell you how it went. got my shirt, found steve, followed him around like a lost puppy for most of the time. they have a snow cone machine in the lifeguard's room, so i had a couple of those (they're good!). probably the highlight of the night was when we were sitting on the washing machine and dryer in the laundry room, and i picked up a couple brooms and started a broom fight. steve ended up breaking one of the brooms, and (i think) i won in the end. anyway, it was pretty funny, something unusual to remember since from now on i'll probably be working all by my lonesome. the actual working part isn't bad, except for the gloves which make my hands so sweaty it's like i just washed them and they're dripping with water.
i wonder about myself sometimes. i know i'm not a "normal" girl, as some people would put it. i don't live my life by guys and socializing and shopping and stuff like that, no matter how much i might come across like it sometimes. i'm pretty laid back about a lot of things, i don't actually care about girly things except i usually don't have anything better to do. i... i don't know where i'm going with this. i mean, look at my life. sure my closest friends are girls. but how many are there? 3? 4? something like that. and not many girl aquaintances who i'll just hang out and spend time with. it's mostly guys because, well, i guess i just relate to them better. but is that a good thing? sometimes i wonder. if i'll always be the cool laid back girl and never the one... nevermind. i'm just trying to pity myself and i really have no reason to.