I have a job working for MBS, a janitorial company. The job's not that bad, really, but I'm going on week 2 of not having recieved my second paycheck. And I must say, if this happens again, I'm either going to quit or just not work until I'm paid. ( Read more... )

So. I guess it's finally time to finish my little history lesson. Since there's no one on to bug and nothing going on on Furc and I'm trying to stay up til I'm in the car so I can sleep the three hours we're driving. Three hours of nothing to do isn't fun. And that way I won't have to get up early to pack (silly me, I forgot to grab a suitcase ( Read more... )

I'm pissed off. Again. Seems to be becoming my default setting.

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Except Tobias. Cause he'd shoot me if I said he was. And he kinda isn't ( Read more... )

I'm feeling very... abused, neglected, abandoned tonight ( Read more... )

Yeah... Few things've happened since this afternoon. Neither all that good ( Read more... )

I don't know HOW they manage it. But my parents know exactly how to kill a day for me ( Read more... )

Now that I'm calmer than before, I suppose I should go over what all happened today. Well, the past few days ( Read more... )

It's a damn cold night / Trying to figure out this life... That's so me right now. Those who talk to me on MSN and Furc prolly know/have been told/realized that I'm severly depressed again. Why... I really don't know where to start ( Read more... )

I'm fucking depressed. I mean SERIOUSLY so. Everything's too much of a bother. Too much work. No one cares, even if they do. Just the whole fucking deal. I'm cold, angry, hurt, lonely, and I can't do a fucking thing about it. (and yes, I'm going to be swearing a lot tonight, so just deal ( Read more... )