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I'm gonna have just a *slight* breakdown where I scream and rant at people who probably don't deserve it because there is a lot of little crap building up into some big crap and none of it is my doing and there's nothing else I can really do about it. Like the State of California for some reason continually deciding that *something* hasn't been paid on my P.O.S. car that I bought *last year*, despite the fact that I keep paying whatever the fuck they tell me to (do not mess with CA and taxes...they are so much worse than Federal) and then whenever I try to call to ask about it I get a busy signal. Yeah. A busy signal. Like they only have one line or something.
Or my birthday, in which I originally state I want to do nothing this year. Nothing sounds nice actually. And then people insist. They whine. So I say fine. Dinner. And then comes the harassment and more whining about when they are available and then (of course, because this is why I didn't want to deal with it again) nobody can come. So it will be yet another party where I was forced to make a big deal out of something and then end up feeling stupid for having the small gathering I'd wanted in the first place.
And then I've been sick. Like PMS-related anemia and a sinus infection and the lovely bump on the head I gave myself last week and I hear how people are complaining because I've been acting poopy and it's annoying them. Uh yeah. Because I felt like shit. I was tired. Legitimately exhausted and then got some fun plan your birthday party stress from you assholes. (Oh but, plan it around their plans...thanks)
I swear to god my friends have good qualities but I'm not feeling them right now.
Oh and then job stuff and trying to get excited about what used to be my favorite holiday and just...
I don't care. I just don't care.
*sigh*
Or my birthday, in which I originally state I want to do nothing this year. Nothing sounds nice actually. And then people insist. They whine. So I say fine. Dinner. And then comes the harassment and more whining about when they are available and then (of course, because this is why I didn't want to deal with it again) nobody can come. So it will be yet another party where I was forced to make a big deal out of something and then end up feeling stupid for having the small gathering I'd wanted in the first place.
And then I've been sick. Like PMS-related anemia and a sinus infection and the lovely bump on the head I gave myself last week and I hear how people are complaining because I've been acting poopy and it's annoying them. Uh yeah. Because I felt like shit. I was tired. Legitimately exhausted and then got some fun plan your birthday party stress from you assholes. (Oh but, plan it around their plans...thanks)
I swear to god my friends have good qualities but I'm not feeling them right now.
Oh and then job stuff and trying to get excited about what used to be my favorite holiday and just...
I don't care. I just don't care.
*sigh*
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