Its the Mondays...and Tuesdays...

Warning: I am going to be completely negative in this post, so if you're not in the mood for that, then dont read on.

I absolutely hate that I haven't gotten a job at US Customs yet, it seems impossible.

I really hate the fact that I feel like I'm only ever taking 2 steps back, never any forward.

I hate that I am too scared to really move anywhere.

I hate that I still cry at night.

I hate that I have pushed away alot of people.

I hate that I feel I have disappointed so many.

I want a new cellphone because my blackberry sucks but I can't get a new phone til June.... JUNE... that seems soo far away... even though it's not.

I hate that I can't be outside during the afternoon hours, that I have to be a real working adult, and I have to sacrifice any kind of day light there is... the real world sucks.

I hate that I am nowhere closer to being over everything than I was six months ago, pathetic much? yessir.

I hate that I take my temper out on those close to me. That isn't fair.

I feel like God has me on mute.

I hate that I am so sickeningly out of shape. I may only weight only 120 but I feel like an elephant. I am increasing my physical activity by 200% but I'm just impatient.

I hate that my brakes on my car squeak super loud when I back up. I try to avoid reversing as much as possible.

I have a lot to be thankful, and most days I am, but man oh man does it feel good to rant, if nothing else, to a blog on the internet.