- Mood: MISERABLE
- Today's Gripe: Where do I begin???
It will be a miracle, and God's greatest accomplishment, if I don't kill myself or someone else this week.
I have been taking hits from all angles this week, and the hits just keep on coming. I am two seconds from quitting my job, three seconds from telling my mother to go to hell, and never speaking to her again, and four seconds from being the Grinch that stole Christmas. I have no desire to put up the damn tree or do any decorating. I wish I was a bear so I could hibernate through the whole damn season. People are getting ruder as the days get closer to Christmas, and I swear, someone is gonna piss me off at the right moment, and they are going to see stars. I wonder when I will catch a break. If life will ever be truly happy for me. There is no light at the end of the tunnel in sight. Maybe I will be back later, to elaborate, but right now I have to take my sorry ass to work. Tata for now.
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