Case of the Mondays and it is only 7:30

[xx_loki_xx]

So I am awake at 7 which is usually my normal routine but since I was promoted at work again and will be in training class from 12-9 for the next three weeks.It is not ok...not at all... So again for the next three weeks I will feel as though I have no life at all. I am not looking forward to that but there is a slight pay increase. As soon as training is over I am going to part time and I will be looking for another part time job serving I think because I want cash on hand because I'm moving. My lease is up in July and I want to find a place that does not have a lease so I can just save and jet I hate this town...and nothing is going the way I planned with life, love and anything that seems to fall in between...I feel like I am playing some sick waiting game....

"If we're not gonna make it, it's gotta be you that gets out, cause I'm not capable. I'm fucking Irish, I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life."

My cell phone which is fairly new has decided to give out...I can not seem to win with my phone...the speaker where you hear incoming calls just up and stopped working its fucking annoying. Blah I need to call and see about getting a new one...

I also think I am allergic to my new deodarant and it keeps breaking out my skin it is not a pleasant thing at all...

Ok I am going to get off of here and go to the gym and work out before I have to report for training...

The day is what you make it...here goes nothing