I fucked up at my job, man. These stupid insecure motherfuckers gonna be the death of me. Smh.
I'm not responding to that bitch. Its not fucking worth it.
Someone sat at my desk yesterday and took down all my papers from the sides of my cubicle. Not personal stuff, but work related stuff that has to be there. We use that stuff every day and it's impossible to memorize all of it, so it stays there. All of those papers are at every single desk in pretty much the same spot. Whoever sat there yesterday put all those important papers mixed in with a pile of my stuff and some stuff from people don't work here anymore. I didn't have time to sort it out before I clocked in, but I'm putting all of it back when I go on lunch.
You know what mommy I forgive you I'm done resenting you...
All my mom asked for for Mother's Day was for us to clean up the house. I don't know why my lazy ass brother refuses to help. He's 14 years old, he fucking knows better. Just pissing me off and stressing me out. I hate that he's like this.
I really hate advertising on Mother's Day. I'm glad it'll be over after today. It's tough being bombarded with everything about moms when yours isn't here anymore. I was driving to work yesterday and heard an ad on the radio saying something like "Gifts for your mom are great, but you know what she really wants? Time with -". I was worried it would say my mom wants time with me, so I turned it off. Well, no shit. I want time with my mom too. I'd give anything to spend more time with her. I'd cut off my own foot just to hug her again and hear her voice. Unless you can go back in time and save my mom's life, shut it. I wish there was a way to ignore all mother's day stuff while still going online and listening to the radio like normal.
I think the government is paying cellphone companies to make their phones as addictive as possible to keep the populace obedient and unquestioning.
My mom went to have surgery...This is definately messed up but i kind of hoped that she'd die.....
Some days I wish I could stop biting my tongue and just let loose with every fucking thing that crosses my mind, unleash the emotions I'm really feeling instead of hiding behind a blank mask. I wish I could tell them how much I hate the way they act and the things they do and how I'm so fucking sick of being around people who don't give a shit about anyone or anything but themselves. Then I remember I'd have to see them again the next day, and the next day, and the next, until I leave this job or until they all do, and it would only make my life hell to say all of this. So I keep my mouth shut and focus on getting my job done.
my boyfriend is a fucking asshole!!! ugh. I can't fucking stand humans sometimes.