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caruhI swer to fucking god if I hear one more thing about people being obssessed with other I'm going to fucking puke. Sheesh. With that said on to more pressing matters...
I'm in a big rut. Huge rut. It seems like life likes to shove more shit in my face CONSTANTLY. The difference between me and the usual general public, I have the worst luck ever. Nothing ever works out even when I remain positive. But I keep pushing on. I don't know what else I can do.
My mother and I had a lovely arguement last week. One more month Carol....one more month. We get along a LOT better when we don't live together.
So in the past week I've found out that my mother's car is broken and if it costs more then 300 dollars to fix (most of which I get to fund for her. Of course, my mom says no one helps her. Right.) then she's going to get rid of it leaving us with no car, I might not have any way to get to college because of SOMEONE ElSE'S mistake (*grumble grumble*), my money is flying out faster then I want and I'm starting to dislike things and people I once cared about.
I'm contemplating leaving SK. For good. Just disconnecting myself from everything save for maybe ten people. The place has brought me nothing but drama, stupidity, and pain. I constantly care about people that could give two shits about me. (Oh just a great pattern Carol.) Or only care when they find out I'm female and turn around and ignore me when someone "better looking" comes along. I'm fucking sick of that shit. I'm fucking sick of everything.
Seafood is pissing me off too. Mike fucking slacks off all the damn time and I have to cover his ass. He shows up late and everyone wonders why I don't get all the production done. But of course, everything is my fault. It always is. Guh. And Zach constantly steals all the damn time. King crab is fucking 20 bucks a pound and you are going to steam some up for dinner Zach. What the FUCK!? And when I don't know something everyone gets an attitude. I can't take this stupid shit anymore. Not to mention that the entire department is changing so I might not even want to go back.
I'm so fucking close its not funny. Fucking promises. Fucking guilt. Fucking everything. And I can't go into everything on here or with people. No one gives a shit. I've needed people plenty lately and they are no where to be found. Hence, me wanting to cut myself off entirely. It'll make things a hell of a lot easier. But then I'll be the bad guy cause I wasn't there to hear them tell me the latest escapade of their sexual realtionship or ask for my advice on anything and everything.
Just fuck it. I'm going to try and sleep so I can go and enjoy a LOVELY day at work. At least I found my wallet. =/
I'm in a big rut. Huge rut. It seems like life likes to shove more shit in my face CONSTANTLY. The difference between me and the usual general public, I have the worst luck ever. Nothing ever works out even when I remain positive. But I keep pushing on. I don't know what else I can do.
My mother and I had a lovely arguement last week. One more month Carol....one more month. We get along a LOT better when we don't live together.
So in the past week I've found out that my mother's car is broken and if it costs more then 300 dollars to fix (most of which I get to fund for her. Of course, my mom says no one helps her. Right.) then she's going to get rid of it leaving us with no car, I might not have any way to get to college because of SOMEONE ElSE'S mistake (*grumble grumble*), my money is flying out faster then I want and I'm starting to dislike things and people I once cared about.
I'm contemplating leaving SK. For good. Just disconnecting myself from everything save for maybe ten people. The place has brought me nothing but drama, stupidity, and pain. I constantly care about people that could give two shits about me. (Oh just a great pattern Carol.) Or only care when they find out I'm female and turn around and ignore me when someone "better looking" comes along. I'm fucking sick of that shit. I'm fucking sick of everything.
Seafood is pissing me off too. Mike fucking slacks off all the damn time and I have to cover his ass. He shows up late and everyone wonders why I don't get all the production done. But of course, everything is my fault. It always is. Guh. And Zach constantly steals all the damn time. King crab is fucking 20 bucks a pound and you are going to steam some up for dinner Zach. What the FUCK!? And when I don't know something everyone gets an attitude. I can't take this stupid shit anymore. Not to mention that the entire department is changing so I might not even want to go back.
I'm so fucking close its not funny. Fucking promises. Fucking guilt. Fucking everything. And I can't go into everything on here or with people. No one gives a shit. I've needed people plenty lately and they are no where to be found. Hence, me wanting to cut myself off entirely. It'll make things a hell of a lot easier. But then I'll be the bad guy cause I wasn't there to hear them tell me the latest escapade of their sexual realtionship or ask for my advice on anything and everything.
Just fuck it. I'm going to try and sleep so I can go and enjoy a LOVELY day at work. At least I found my wallet. =/
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Date: 2004-07-28 03:45 am (UTC)But, I'm not sure about Swedish boy, but I'd love to come up and visit. (And I'll make him love it too ^_^ Not that I think he doesn't want to, I think he's just a lil lazy about getting his butt moving sometimes :p) But, even if we don't get together while Swedish one is here, I'm not working anymore (we're being frugle with the lil money we have left) so I can hike up at a moment's notice pretty much.
As far as life, I have noticed after high school it's hard to keep in touch with most people. (Though, I think you understand when I say for the most part that doesn't bother me. :p Only a few people I wish to keep up with.) Such is life. I think we'll make it through, though, those of us who are supposed to stick together.
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Date: 2004-07-28 11:50 pm (UTC)Ahh, well I haven't made a real decision on when I am going to stop working at Price Chopper yet. But hey if you come up I can get you sushi and take you to a waterfall right near my house and show you cool stuff! It'll be a tight squeeze for all of us in my room, but I think we can manage. =)
Yeah, keeping in contact is a bitch alright. *hugs* I sure hope you are right though.