I’m weird

and gullible and lame and I fall for lines and tricks and stupid games. But I’m also fun, witty, and totally cool. I don’t know if you know that. I’m just a whole bunch of crap rolled up into a person. And I completely annoy and amuse and disappoint and surprise myself on a regular basis.

I suppose life can’t be boring if you’re crazy like me.

What’s in the past is OVER.

I need to remind myself this fact a lot. I haven’t had to lately, but sometimes this familiar feeling crawls into my heart and stomach and it makes me feel sick and sad.

And what’s the point?

None of it matters.

When did it ever matter?

Actually…it’s sometimes good to realize and remember these things, even if they hurt at the time because…I kind of need to. It’s a reality check. It makes me feel super-awful but I also kind of want to laugh.

I tend to think I get the shit end of the stick…but maybe I’ve had it all wrong this whole time. Maybe there still is some hope in someway somehow.

My life hurts…

Man. Today was one of those days when pretty much every part of it sucks and you find yourself hating everything and being completely incapable of holding back every emotions (namely anger, annoyance, and sadness).

Good thing about today: I got the job and accepted it! Full-time, benefits, all the holidays off (finally!), growin’ up.

Bad thing about the good thing about today: I have to quit a job for the first time ever. And I don’t hate the job. And I just transferred to this new store. So I’m super-nervous. But…I’ll survive. I guess…

Hot N Cold

I know boyz hate when girls try to blame their ever-changing moods on PMS.
Hate to break it for ya, fellas, but its the damn truth.

Today I lost my ID. Not a big deal. I mean, sure, it fucking sucks. But there is a solution to the dilemma, despite the fact that it does not allow for instant gratification. However, it was the end of the world for me. And I was such a dick to the nicest person in my life right now because of it.
What could have been a nice time at Barnes and Noble and dinner at Taco Bell (I have a large weakness for Mexican), turned into a large fight about stuff I've never said before in shout-form and nearly ruined everything for us.

Then again...what is it? I am not his girlfriend. And I think I can honestly say I don't want to be.
So here I am.
Hot and cold.
Up and down.
I am a wreck.

I just wish I could find someone or something that made sense in my life for once.
There are definitely people out there with a rougher life.
But I still can't help but hate the stress.
And being stubborn certainly doesn't help.

I plan on doing more fun entries, but today, I just needed to vent.
Good night, and happy week to everyone!