This account is old as dirt. Just had some whining to do.
It was an ok morning. I got up early like I'd planned and I wanted to have a nice slow morning. But then Mom threw a tantrum again and it ruined my mood. Didn't want to deal to I just scratched my arm with a paperclip. Helped a little.
This is such bullshit. I shouldn't have come home. I'll be stuck here forever. Whatever. I'm a piece of shit so that was to be expected I guess. They wonder why I don't apply for other jobs. Haven't they realized it's because I'm totally incompetent? What's the point in applying for a better job when I can barely manage the one I have? I mean, Mom and Daniel tell me all the time how stupid and incapable I am and then they get mad at me for not applying to jobs because I lack confidence. What do they expect?
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