Just going to briefly complain.
I have work 5 days a week and school on the other 2, Cody has full time school and work 6 days of the week, and it’s rather unenjoyable when we’re both tired and over worked, him more so than me, obviously.
I have an essay due tomorrow at 1250 which I have yet to even start, and an exam at 8.
I’m not feeling too important at home, I don’t know specifically why, and I know I am… but I just don’t feel like I am. Meh, I can almost say I don’t feel important at all. I feel like I have no special talents, no areas in which I shine, I feel lazy, my room is messy my homework is incomplete, and I just wanna sleep or watch some tv.
I’m really looking forward to when all this being busy and feeling shitty is going to end, but I don’t think that’ll be until summer… when Cody moves to Northridge.
Why the hell am I still 17?
I feel horrible for complaining, I know so many other people have so much more to deal with, but can’t life just slow down a little? I’ve even been marking the bottles of syrup at work with the wrong expiration month… I mark them with February still!
At least I’m paying off my car, finishing up with high school, getting some college done, and building up a little bit of savings… although I’m sure it’ll be gone when it comes time for insurance payments.
I miss the weeks at work when I had 3 days off. I’d be happy with 22 hours. That’d allow me 3 days off a week, 2 for school and one for just rest… or a day to catch up. But I get up to 26… I know my shifts during the week are short… but it’s still daily.
2 years ago
•
3 notes