crisis alert! i wish i werent born.
warning: entry contains depressing words and awesomely emo comments
what did I do to be living such a shittified week?! lasfdoijweaojionfjioaefoji besides the perks of the week, which were very little, my week has been shit. and it doesnt help that i'm going through a depressing-what-ever-you-may-call-it stage of life.
friday was aweful. i went into work knowing closing was going to be a bitch. little did i know that it was going to be a total asshole. clock out wasnt until 1 in the fcuking morning. but closing with them madethe night a whole lot better.
saturday i volunteer to go to work at 8 am instead of 9. i'm glad to say that wasnt a mistake. time went by pretty fast. got off at 4 instead of 5 because i came an hour earlier. but that night i should have stayed home. i went out with a couple of friends to fumaris [a hookah lounge]. and let me tell you! those were goodxtimes. i <3 my friends much!
sundayi say i should have stayed home saturday night, because i wake up sick. i wake up at 10 to get ready for work. but instead of getting up, i call in for work. because why? i have this pounding headache thats screaming at the top of its lungs to stay in bed or take some meds. my manager offers me the option to come in at 12 instead of 11. i take it. work wasnt bad at all. in fact, it was a little bit of fun. you can see that action in housewares in the little bubble frame. it was a sweet thing for my manager to do to let me out at 5 instead of my scheduled clock out time at 6. ahh, my managers are soo sweet! i <3 em much like i <3 my friends. but to my dismay, i have to wait another hour to be picked up because my fam's in fallbrook havin a blast at my uncles birthday/cousins grad party. the hour didnt seem to bad, but my condition was. i just needed some shut eye. which was what i got when i got home.
today
i wake up lazily around 12. i started doing laundry, because i have nothing to wear. i have too many clothes but i still want more. and i'm freaking out because i cant find my paycheck. i'm praying its in my work locker. eek. this sucks major ass. today started off bad. i cant get a hold of my sister who would be my ride and somewhat confirmation if my paycheck was at work. i need to deposit it because i know soon i will have insufficient funds in my bank account. wow does it suck to be me. and then, i come to a conclusion that my sister has it better than me. wtf. all the guys want her. everyone likes her better. they all would rather hang out with her than me. YES I'M JEALOUS. at least i'm admitting it. i'm not bitching out and trying to find an excuse as to why i should be better. fcuk. sometimes i wish i wasnt born. if that was the case, i wouldnt have to be such a dick complaining about this non-sense bullshit. she gets all the calls. she gets all the comments. and what do i get? the FCUKING PITY TALK. "oh no, thats not true." "you're pretty too." "you're cool to hang out with too." trying to make me feel better with the words you use to describe my sister is not the genius thing to do. i'm not having the best of days right now. like i told my friend when he asked how i was doing...my days have been better and life has been sweeter dont you just hate the days that make you want to kill yourself? i'm on a drag of depression. its like those drags you have when you're trying to quit smoking. i dont feel good about myself, i'm wishing life was better, and i'm as lonely as life has it possible. once again, i'm thinking when i shouldnt be. dont blame me, blame my soft heart. maybe its just PMS. but its kind of fishy because i'm already done with that "time-of-the-month" my cycle has gone haywire. i'm PMS-ing after i'm done with that shit. but its logical since i didnt go through that much of a PMS the week before i actually got the southern friend visit. it sucks to be caught in a mess you cant clean up. it would be great to have life on the upside right now, because it seems everyones having a ball. i hope i can join them soon.
what did I do to be living such a shittified week?! lasfdoijweaojionfjioaefoji besides the perks of the week, which were very little, my week has been shit. and it doesnt help that i'm going through a depressing-what-ever-you-may-call-it stage of life.
friday was aweful. i went into work knowing closing was going to be a bitch. little did i know that it was going to be a total asshole. clock out wasnt until 1 in the fcuking morning. but closing with them madethe night a whole lot better.
saturday i volunteer to go to work at 8 am instead of 9. i'm glad to say that wasnt a mistake. time went by pretty fast. got off at 4 instead of 5 because i came an hour earlier. but that night i should have stayed home. i went out with a couple of friends to fumaris [a hookah lounge]. and let me tell you! those were goodxtimes. i <3 my friends much!
sundayi say i should have stayed home saturday night, because i wake up sick. i wake up at 10 to get ready for work. but instead of getting up, i call in for work. because why? i have this pounding headache thats screaming at the top of its lungs to stay in bed or take some meds. my manager offers me the option to come in at 12 instead of 11. i take it. work wasnt bad at all. in fact, it was a little bit of fun. you can see that action in housewares in the little bubble frame. it was a sweet thing for my manager to do to let me out at 5 instead of my scheduled clock out time at 6. ahh, my managers are soo sweet! i <3 em much like i <3 my friends. but to my dismay, i have to wait another hour to be picked up because my fam's in fallbrook havin a blast at my uncles birthday/cousins grad party. the hour didnt seem to bad, but my condition was. i just needed some shut eye. which was what i got when i got home.
today
i wake up lazily around 12. i started doing laundry, because i have nothing to wear. i have too many clothes but i still want more. and i'm freaking out because i cant find my paycheck. i'm praying its in my work locker. eek. this sucks major ass. today started off bad. i cant get a hold of my sister who would be my ride and somewhat confirmation if my paycheck was at work. i need to deposit it because i know soon i will have insufficient funds in my bank account. wow does it suck to be me. and then, i come to a conclusion that my sister has it better than me. wtf. all the guys want her. everyone likes her better. they all would rather hang out with her than me. YES I'M JEALOUS. at least i'm admitting it. i'm not bitching out and trying to find an excuse as to why i should be better. fcuk. sometimes i wish i wasnt born. if that was the case, i wouldnt have to be such a dick complaining about this non-sense bullshit. she gets all the calls. she gets all the comments. and what do i get? the FCUKING PITY TALK. "oh no, thats not true." "you're pretty too." "you're cool to hang out with too." trying to make me feel better with the words you use to describe my sister is not the genius thing to do. i'm not having the best of days right now. like i told my friend when he asked how i was doing...my days have been better and life has been sweeter dont you just hate the days that make you want to kill yourself? i'm on a drag of depression. its like those drags you have when you're trying to quit smoking. i dont feel good about myself, i'm wishing life was better, and i'm as lonely as life has it possible. once again, i'm thinking when i shouldnt be. dont blame me, blame my soft heart. maybe its just PMS. but its kind of fishy because i'm already done with that "time-of-the-month" my cycle has gone haywire. i'm PMS-ing after i'm done with that shit. but its logical since i didnt go through that much of a PMS the week before i actually got the southern friend visit. it sucks to be caught in a mess you cant clean up. it would be great to have life on the upside right now, because it seems everyones having a ball. i hope i can join them soon.