Loner-ific
I've had a bad-ish week. For the first few days of the week Geoff and I weren't getting along again and had mucho ignorage and arguing fests. Since I was in a bad mental state, it felt like every customer I had was grumpy too. And to make it worse, my tongue has had this evil little blister/cut right on the tip at the front since early in the week. I have no idea what caused it and it has been as painful as all hell. It's getting better now though and lets me eat without excruciating pain, but it's still there.
It feels like every little thing that goes wrong in my life makes me grumpy. Maybe it's to do with the unstability of my home life? Maybe it's to do with my unpredictable future? I have no idea what's gonna happen when this imfamous immigration is complete.
I've been avoiding going out with Geoff and his friends cuz I don't want to sit there and pretend that everything is ok. I've been avoiding hanging out with other ppl just so I don't cause an argument at home.
I'm so grateful for my customer service job, where I act all day and pretend to be happily serving ppl. They ask how I am and I say great. Cuz they don't actually care at all.
Stretching this break up out so long is making me into a person I don't like. I'll be very relieved when it's all over. Hella hurt. But relieved.
In the meantime, I'll continue to drown myself in the series "Rome", and "Next Top Model". And play Crisis Core and give my comic characters a life. Oh and can't forget about my book which takes place during the war. My problems are minimal compared to that...
It feels like every little thing that goes wrong in my life makes me grumpy. Maybe it's to do with the unstability of my home life? Maybe it's to do with my unpredictable future? I have no idea what's gonna happen when this imfamous immigration is complete.
I've been avoiding going out with Geoff and his friends cuz I don't want to sit there and pretend that everything is ok. I've been avoiding hanging out with other ppl just so I don't cause an argument at home.
I'm so grateful for my customer service job, where I act all day and pretend to be happily serving ppl. They ask how I am and I say great. Cuz they don't actually care at all.
Stretching this break up out so long is making me into a person I don't like. I'll be very relieved when it's all over. Hella hurt. But relieved.
In the meantime, I'll continue to drown myself in the series "Rome", and "Next Top Model". And play Crisis Core and give my comic characters a life. Oh and can't forget about my book which takes place during the war. My problems are minimal compared to that...