So yeah. Lots of little small things that are driving me crazy and are building up to making me insane.
First off. Work sucks. I love the job. I do. I really do. I love calling and gripping to insurance companies for not paying us. I love that I get to see my aunt everyday. I love that I am off by 5:30 even though I should be off by 5. I really do. ONE BIG PROBLEM! I hate my boss. Scratch that. Loathe. I can't stand him. Quit talking to me like I'm one of your 11 children! I'm not 5!!! Please stop assuming I've not done something and ask me like I'm your employee... not your child.
Secondly... why am I such a freak? Really. I try not to be but I guess I can't help it. There's got to be someone out there that will like me for being me. I'm sorry that I like Food network, Discovery channel, and the Scifi channel. I'm sorry that I'm not skinny and that my hair isn't the norm for "gorgeous hair" or anything like that. Instead, I'm a ball of nerves that's been mortified and turned down too often to be okay with myself. I guess I really do need therapy...
Third. I'm irritated. I'm too emotionally involved in things that I shouldn't be. I wish I could not be but that's very much not happening. I honestly am trying to change but it's very VERY difficult for me.
A few observations from the past week or so...
- Suter sucked on Thursday but didn't yesterday. Don't suck anymore okay?
- Everyone else sucked on Thursday too.
- It's very sad that Richie and Vern were both scratched last night.
- I could really use a night out with sex on the beaches.
- I can fit into my junior prom dress again. Yay me!
- I hate cat lady.
- I hate punk ass teenagers who think it's appropriate to make fun of people...especially when that person is retarded.
- I'm NOT going to Red Lobster.
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