and so it goes...
ok. so. pretty much for the past 2 weeks allllll i've done is worked. and i'm fucking sick of it. i understand that it's the busy season because of the 4th and now poco. but it's bullshit to me that everyone else has had more than one day off and i haven't had any. at all. i've worked double shifts every fucking day since the 26th. i haven't had a full day off. i've only had two shifts off. once last sunday, and one thursday morning. i'm sick of working there. i love the people. i think it's the only reason i stay. but then there are the dumbasses who don't do shit unless you tell them exactly what they have to get done. thinking two main people. i don't know. i'm just bitter.
my love life sucks also. i'm back in the same shit i was in in february. and again i don't know what to do about it. i love lloyd terribly but at times i can't fucking stand him. he's such a child still. he needs to fucking grow up. and this boy that's supposed to be tight with me is lying to me. and it's not lloyd. i mean. maybe he isn't lying. but some of it is shady.
i need a fucking break. from everything. from everyone. from myself. the other night i was pissed off and smoking a cigarette so i put it out on my leg. and everyone that sees it freaks out. oh, and this girl punched me in the face at work last night. it was an accident but i was still quite angry about it. i don't know. i'm just tired of it all.
so that's my rant. boo fucking hoo, i know.