This is basically for me to rant in about whatever it is that I really need to get off my chest, and as of late it's actually been quite a lot. I'm making this because last night I flew off the handle at a friend and quite possibly did some major damage to our friendship because of it (granted, it was on somewhat shaky ground before this because of a few life decisions on his part, but regardless).
So here it goes.
I am fucking lonely. I've been in Chicago since October, and have since gotten two jobs, one apartment, and a shit-ton of stress that comes with hauling your ass out of your home town to a city with only a few strings still connecting you to anyone and everyone you know. I should be asleep right now, with a fourteen hour long work day ahead of me tomorrow, but I got home tonight at eleven forty-five from work to my roommate and his five or so friends in my living room smoking and drinking, mostly because he (my roommate) may not be getting the job he needs because he dated a fantastic bitch of a man. So I ran with it, as I am running with my thoughts now. I spent $100 on a DSL connection that thanks to the intricateness of ATT's customer service I can't use because I'm more than sure that the line is fucking dead and that money was for naught. I have to buy christmas presents for all my friends back home because I have none here worth noting. I am the youngest person I know on a day-to-day basis. It fucking blows, being the youngest. You are considered, somewhat subconsciously, to be inferior to everyone around you. It's a barrier, and it's one I can't really break.
Ugh, I'm tired. It's cold, and I am to be tired again tomorrow.
Good night all.
So here it goes.
I am fucking lonely. I've been in Chicago since October, and have since gotten two jobs, one apartment, and a shit-ton of stress that comes with hauling your ass out of your home town to a city with only a few strings still connecting you to anyone and everyone you know. I should be asleep right now, with a fourteen hour long work day ahead of me tomorrow, but I got home tonight at eleven forty-five from work to my roommate and his five or so friends in my living room smoking and drinking, mostly because he (my roommate) may not be getting the job he needs because he dated a fantastic bitch of a man. So I ran with it, as I am running with my thoughts now. I spent $100 on a DSL connection that thanks to the intricateness of ATT's customer service I can't use because I'm more than sure that the line is fucking dead and that money was for naught. I have to buy christmas presents for all my friends back home because I have none here worth noting. I am the youngest person I know on a day-to-day basis. It fucking blows, being the youngest. You are considered, somewhat subconsciously, to be inferior to everyone around you. It's a barrier, and it's one I can't really break.
Ugh, I'm tired. It's cold, and I am to be tired again tomorrow.
Good night all.