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This has been one of the worst days... i woke up this morning to a phone call from my boss. she asked me to come into work early and told me she needed to talk to me. i knew it didn't sound good. when i got to work, kara was crying and shell was yelling at her. we all had our turns being "scolded" by shell and in the end no one got fired even though we were all slated to be packing our bags. stupid gosippy bitches who try to eff up other peoples' lives for their own enjoyment should go to hell. and yes, sadly, i haven't quit yet. i'm waiting on news from us bank in auburn, but in the meatime i'm going to apply at a few other banks near my house and see if they're willing to give me 25-30 hours a week. if not, i might have to stick it out longer. oh well, things could be worse, right?
my step mom called me a liar again today. i didn't lie, not for one second to her today. she's just used to being a bitch to me i guess. it comes naturally to her. she and my little brother hate me. my dad loves me, but i never see him. it sucks. i need to talk to him about this mess.
and now i think everybody is mad at me. i hate it. i really try to be a good person, but everywhere i turn someone's pissed at me. i'm getting worn out by it. it's mostly my parents, but today has just been a stressful day. very stressful. i've been feeling the weight of a lot of things lately. i have to go through my mom's things very soon or my dad's taking her stuff to the dump because he wants his shed back. i've just barely made a dent on the stuff that's in there. pictures mostly. it's just depressing. (but hearing about people having dreams about moms and cigarrettes cheered me up. it's something to be hopeful about.)
please call me.
i miss you.
my step mom called me a liar again today. i didn't lie, not for one second to her today. she's just used to being a bitch to me i guess. it comes naturally to her. she and my little brother hate me. my dad loves me, but i never see him. it sucks. i need to talk to him about this mess.
and now i think everybody is mad at me. i hate it. i really try to be a good person, but everywhere i turn someone's pissed at me. i'm getting worn out by it. it's mostly my parents, but today has just been a stressful day. very stressful. i've been feeling the weight of a lot of things lately. i have to go through my mom's things very soon or my dad's taking her stuff to the dump because he wants his shed back. i've just barely made a dent on the stuff that's in there. pictures mostly. it's just depressing. (but hearing about people having dreams about moms and cigarrettes cheered me up. it's something to be hopeful about.)
please call me.
i miss you.