Jan 08, 2007 01:19
I cant handle days like this.
Everything went wrong. From the moment I woke up, I knew this day was fucked. The air was wrong or something. I was late for work, everybody was mad at me, everything went wrong. People said I should be fired. I slept and had fucked up dreams. (Anybody know what it means when you have dreams about tornados?) I had a personal struggle and then got a fight about it. Every little thing that happened today is making my skin crawl. I itch all over...
I'm so sick of this place. I hate seeing people I know. I hate living in Oswego. Its seeping into my skin and infecting me. I need to move far far away like all my friends from high school. I need to fuckin grow up and leave this piece of shit town.
I'm gonna go ...I dont know. Run around the block a few times. Go to bed eventually. I dont know. I'm sick of everything.