when i think everyday is going to get better i just keep getting disappointed. i guess i should lower my expectations? i don't even want to go weigh myself. i was so excited about yesterday my pants are getting big on me and i lost like 3 lbs. i'm trying to get abs of steel so i can wear sexy bikinis and sexy lingerie. i probably gained like 10 lbs eating my feelings last night... i work today til 11pm. bummer. i wsh i could just stop showing up all together but for the first time in my life i really really need this job. i need to stop fucking around and show my managers how good i am and maybe get a raise and stay there for a while. there is so much stuff i hate today. and yesterday and for the past week. geez the beginning of the year satarted off good and then i dont know what happened it just kinda went down the drain. and i want it to get better but i feel like i'm buried too far. i seriously don't even care about my personal life anymore. i'm stuck. i'm going to start worrying about myself before i worry about someone else. there is like so many things i could have said to daniel last night but i didn't feel like it. and he was giving me so much lip too. i just wanted him to shut up but i didnt even tell him to shut up, it didnt even bother me to kep it inside, i didnt even feel like exploding last night. i just blocked everything and everyone out. i'm getting this gigantic red bump on my cheek, i either got bit by a spider or i'm breaking out in a allergic reaction. i'm gonna block everything and everyone out today again. thinking about my life is actually fun. it may seem like i'm having a pity party or moping, daniel is gonna ask why i'm cranky when i'm not gonna be and then he gonna keep bugging me and say, "don't lie, i know you're cranky just tell me." i'm gonna hear that 30 times in a row. bleh! if he doesn't believe that i just want to be left alone and thinks im cranky i'm gonna turn very bitchy. but he will never know these things because he doesn't give a fuck to rad any of my journals. because quite frankly he doesn't give a fuck about me when i feel like "this" better start getting ready for work. later kids. Current Mood: disappointed Current Music: underoath
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