Boy, this summer isn't working out. With all the stuff flying around about my mom I completely forgot to say that I'm in Connecticut being a summer employee of ESPN. I applied to a lot of other places, but they said they couldn't justify giving a 18 year old kid just out of high school even though I was up to specs on all of their requirements. I'm 3 hours ahead of Carly so the time we could communicate is very limited. Shockingly, she hasn't contacted me. And yes, I'm being sarcastic. What Spencer said a few weeks ago about the gravity of the moment actually has caused my fury at Carly to subside substantially. I can't say that I love her, but I sure don't hate her. Ironically, that's just what she always wanted. Friends, but looking at things objectively right now that would be taking things to the breaking point.
I would say I'm excited to finally be in summer but I was stressed out before I came up here, then the Washington state government had to make budget cuts. I'll just cut to the chase and say that they cut my full ride to UW because they viewed the scholarship as "unnecessary spending." I'll give them unnecessary spending, how about the senator that used a state plane to fly his mistress places? Idiots. So now I'll be working on projects for the entire year until I can come up with a satisfactory Financial Aid package for my sophomore year.
On a related topic Spencer and Carly's father came by shortly after graduation and the scholarship got cut. In fact, the letter was still in my hand when I opened the door. He expressed his profound sadness about my mother and offered to help any way that he could. I was in the process of saying thank you but he saw the letter from UW, read it over quickly and went on a 5 minute rant about the cuts and what a stupid decision they had made. He then offered to step in and help me pay for school, but I told him that I want to do this my way and not owe anyone anything.
Ironically, the bright spot about the summer is the job. It's a distraction and really fun to apply stuff I learned over the years for fun and doing the show and implementing them for coworkers and shows. They have been moving my shift around a lot, putting me with the morning, then late night, then afternoon, back to nights, morning, nights on and on and on. They say that they've been impressed about my knowledge of how they run things. I can kinda draw experience from the logistical insanity of iCarly last year to the constant shift changes I've been subjected to.
Back on the home front, Tiffani and I cleared all of my mom's stuff out before I went out east. She's currently hanging there waiting for the new semester at UW to start since she followed me there. She's really nervous about her housing situation, but if all else fails she can stay where she's at now.
"Hey Freddie, can you help us out?" Jordyn asked. She's a staff secretary, a huge fan of the show and is crushing on me big time. The first day I was here she introduced herself by crushing herself against me, gushing about how 'The real Freddie Benson' is working with her and ended by sticking her phone number into my hand. Subtlety isn't her thing.
They were trying to take some filing cabinets and maneuver them next to the wall. "Sure, why do they need filing cabinets? Can't they do everything electronically?" I asked.
"Yeah, but the suits upstairs want paper copies of everything." A guy I have never spoken to responded.
We succeeded in positioning the filing cabinets. "And you know what else they want them for…" Jordyn said, giving me and the two other guys a look. I knew what she was talking about, the book that we were forbidden to read or speak about on the campus. It was released a few months ago and some of the stories definitely reflect poorly on some senior members of the company.
"Yeah, do you know if they want me to stick around for the late taping?" I asked, hoping I could just go to the apartment I had for the summer.
"Nope, but you might want to get out of here before they change their mind." One of the guys said. I quickly grabbed my stuff from my desk and was out of there.
As I drove home, I couldn't stop thinking about someone…
Man, this year was a disaster. Things were going so awesomely until she got a job and started dating Kyle and…urgh. I am across the country and she's all I can think about! Why can't she just leave me alone to pursue someone else! I don't want to be demanding but she's all I want. You give me her, and I'm fine. Forever.
Wow, home already huh? That was fast. I walk to the couch and lay down.
There are tons of other girls that like me, why is it that Carly is the only one I want? And on top of that, she doesn't want me!
I flop onto my side, debating my next move. What do I really want to do? Text her, saying hi. But I know that she's either working or with kyle so that isn't a option.
In the end, I settle on my second choice. Getting dinner.