Struggling To Stay Alive
Well, it's been a horribly shitty past couple of days and I do believe it'll only get worse. I don't think there's enough hair dye and make-over-type-things I can do to myself to make me feel better. First, I have a sore throat. Nothing TOO bad, but it could mean one of many things...1)I smoke too much and I have to slow down (not going to happen!) 2)I'm getting/am sick (greeeeeeeat) or 3)I have a)throat cancer b)strept throat c)emphazima. Chances are it's just a little cold or something, but it still sucks anyway.
Next order of shitty business. I have to work a double tomorrow. Why, do you ask? Oh, because Brad's an asshole and keeps asking me to "do him a favor" and cover for him. There isn't enough pot in the world to make me want to cover for him anymore. But this also means that he owes me a couple days of working for me. So, I think I'm going to take a couple days off and go somewhere. Probably see my family in the NC. I thought about going to FL but its a long drive by myself and I think I'd rather see my family.
Third thing that's making my life suck. Danny's being a total asshole. He keeps saying things like he's "half-way single" and he's "going to go out with her because she's looking for a boyfriend." Ok, just because I'm moving and I gave him advance DOESN'T make it ok for him to make me feel like shit. All those comments he's making just makes me want to move sooner. I had a huge talk to him about it all last night (this whole thing's been going on for over a week...I've just been taking it that long) and hopefully he'll stop for a while. I know guys won't/can't change, so I'm not going to hold on my breath on this.
Next, I have mysterious bug bite type things on my stomach and arm. I think it's from my bed or something. My dad thinks it's fleas, I don't know what it is, and Danny thinks it's a rash. All I know is that I get them when I sleep and they itch liek a bitch.
I spent another night crying in the bathroom. Only this time Danny was awake to witness it. I felt bad, but sometimes a girl needs to be alone with her thoughts and just cry for herself. I think I deserve it. I felt bad for getting Danny worried, but it can't always be about him!
Finally, I think I have a new option with what to do with my life. I'm thinking about moving to Jersey with my dad to be closer to my family. I don't know what's going on with my life, so no one hold me to anything as of right now because I don't know. My brain is pulling in 3 different directions about what to do with my life, so nothing's final yet.
Ok, well, that's about it. Sorry for the long post. And I'm sorry for all the bitching. Rock on!
Next order of shitty business. I have to work a double tomorrow. Why, do you ask? Oh, because Brad's an asshole and keeps asking me to "do him a favor" and cover for him. There isn't enough pot in the world to make me want to cover for him anymore. But this also means that he owes me a couple days of working for me. So, I think I'm going to take a couple days off and go somewhere. Probably see my family in the NC. I thought about going to FL but its a long drive by myself and I think I'd rather see my family.
Third thing that's making my life suck. Danny's being a total asshole. He keeps saying things like he's "half-way single" and he's "going to go out with her because she's looking for a boyfriend." Ok, just because I'm moving and I gave him advance DOESN'T make it ok for him to make me feel like shit. All those comments he's making just makes me want to move sooner. I had a huge talk to him about it all last night (this whole thing's been going on for over a week...I've just been taking it that long) and hopefully he'll stop for a while. I know guys won't/can't change, so I'm not going to hold on my breath on this.
Next, I have mysterious bug bite type things on my stomach and arm. I think it's from my bed or something. My dad thinks it's fleas, I don't know what it is, and Danny thinks it's a rash. All I know is that I get them when I sleep and they itch liek a bitch.
I spent another night crying in the bathroom. Only this time Danny was awake to witness it. I felt bad, but sometimes a girl needs to be alone with her thoughts and just cry for herself. I think I deserve it. I felt bad for getting Danny worried, but it can't always be about him!
Finally, I think I have a new option with what to do with my life. I'm thinking about moving to Jersey with my dad to be closer to my family. I don't know what's going on with my life, so no one hold me to anything as of right now because I don't know. My brain is pulling in 3 different directions about what to do with my life, so nothing's final yet.
Ok, well, that's about it. Sorry for the long post. And I'm sorry for all the bitching. Rock on!