Yessss, I'm fucking depressed AGAIN and I don't fucking care that it's boring to read about my fucking miserable life day after day!
Or as what it means, hi my lovely people ;3
Can I tell you something really really personal? Yes? No? Well, I'll tell you anyway. I am a huge drama queen and I do freaking love attention so much I could strip for it. But that's not the case today. My drama Queen game on my pms is really high and I can piss off on anyone really easly. That's why I had a feeling that today something will happen. You know, I went to my work having a feeling. And that feeling is always right. I mean, yeah, while I was walking in the rain (AFTER DOING MY FREAKING HAIR FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES) I was smiling and singing to myself (not out loud, I'm not that cruel). It was really cool and stuff. And even when I got to my work I was still in a quite good mood. I told myself nothing will make me sad today, because it's raining and I love rain and everything is freaking awesome. And it was, until my co-workers decided that it's really fun to annoy me. When yesterday I basically shouted at them that they should not do this to me. Oh well. Most of the time I could bear with it. I mean, c'mon, not that I can't handle a little bit of annoyance. They can talk shit and I can ignore it. But not when it comes to touching. Apparently, if you cough (because you have cold) it is absolutely fine to hit you on your back so hard it burns for another hour. And you know what? I have reflexes. If you hit me when I don't ask for it, I hit back. And shit happened so yeah, I punched the guy who hit my back in the stomach. You know what happened next? Even if I acted like it doesn't hurt (when obviously all I wanted is to go and cry) one of my bosses came to me and asked why the fuck I punched my coworker and that this is way over the line. And when I asked if it's fine that he hit me, he just looked at me like I was retarded and didn't say a word. I DEFO NEED ANOTHER JOB. And if they think it's alright and I'll be fine with it after a day or two, oh boy how wrong they are. I couldn't forget that about my best friend, and they think I could forgive to someone who I barely know? God damn it, that place is shit. Absolute shit. How can anyone act like that???
ok, ok, happy thoughts!
So, yeah, I got home from work and I ate like two chocolate bars, a lot of waffles with creamy yogurt (guys, it's amazing, cuz it has chocolate in it) and then a cheesecake. Oh, and hot chocolate. I don't know why I'm not dead yet, but it made myself feel a little bit more better. Especially when my dear #squad refused to help me out. I mean, if any of them would text me "I'm sad, come to me." I would fucking run a mile to be there for them. And please, don't even ask if anyone came when I texted this, because I already told you what I ate. Yes, I'm angry on everyone right now. Even my other friends, even though I'm not sure why, because they were at the restaurant at that moment and made me feel a lot better after I was told off. I do love every one of my friends, but sometimes... I don't even know what I want to say. I love them, but I hate them. Does it make sense? No? I know. I am a Drama Queen and I need attention and I didn't get any today, so I'm pissed off on the whole fucking world. At least I finished my assignment.
By the way, guess who's getting a tattoo tomorrow? ;3
Anyway, I should probably go to sleep as I have a lot to do tomorrow. Love you, guys x
gif from "tracittt" yeees, that's how I look like atm. Thanks for sharing this ;3
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