I Hate My Life!
^ See above title.
I do.
So I was two hours late to work today... When my Department Manager called to ask where I was I freaked out yelling at him going "What the HELL!? I just fucking CALLED, Corey!! I told a MANAGER. Leave me ALONE! I' on my FUCKING WAY!". Little bit dramatic I suppose.
Then I couldn't get any help at work whatsoever from ANYONE. Ooo.. They're all too busy with their own shit to help? Thanks. Check out how fucking helpful I'm going to be next time you come begging me for some assistance. Assholes.
So yeah.
Then I talked to Chris, a close friend of Duncan and I, about these Duncan issues. I didn't bring the co-worker crush into the conversation. Just other things like Duncan's clingyness and how I don't want to leave him but at the same time I'm feeling more and more trapped. I don't want a child this early in life and I'm pretty sure I feel like I'm babysitting one most of the time. Why do I have to make all the decisions for him? Why do I have to force him to hang out with his friends, because if it weren't for me he would just leave them all behind? I feel like a friggen mom. Ugh.
I'm just going to keep listening to random music and playing GTA 4 to take out my aggressions. :(
I do.
So I was two hours late to work today... When my Department Manager called to ask where I was I freaked out yelling at him going "What the HELL!? I just fucking CALLED, Corey!! I told a MANAGER. Leave me ALONE! I' on my FUCKING WAY!". Little bit dramatic I suppose.
Then I couldn't get any help at work whatsoever from ANYONE. Ooo.. They're all too busy with their own shit to help? Thanks. Check out how fucking helpful I'm going to be next time you come begging me for some assistance. Assholes.
So yeah.
Then I talked to Chris, a close friend of Duncan and I, about these Duncan issues. I didn't bring the co-worker crush into the conversation. Just other things like Duncan's clingyness and how I don't want to leave him but at the same time I'm feeling more and more trapped. I don't want a child this early in life and I'm pretty sure I feel like I'm babysitting one most of the time. Why do I have to make all the decisions for him? Why do I have to force him to hang out with his friends, because if it weren't for me he would just leave them all behind? I feel like a friggen mom. Ugh.
I'm just going to keep listening to random music and playing GTA 4 to take out my aggressions. :(