Ok..so it began. I think I've lost weight, although I would be doing a hell of a lot better if I stuck to it 100% and exercised, but one thing at a time please. I don't even want to write about that, I've been feeling pretty shitty lately. This feeling of helplessness and hopelessness has overcome me. Too many things on the brain, work sucks...I think that's one of my main "items". I hate my job. Doesn't one usually hate their job because of the people, the environment? I hate it because I am bored to tears, I haven't had a raise in two years, nor will I anytime in the near future. Everything is so blah with this company. It's so half-ass, the one owner tries to portray this image of exquisiteness & eloquence, please..fake as hell. This company is not what it should be, and people know that, that's why the numbers are in the shitter. They're ALL idiots. It's like a movie on lifetime, this place has it all; lies, betrayal, cheats...my goodness. Don't get me wrong, I love the drama when it's not focused on me. When it is about me, there is nothing more that I would love to do than knock a bitch out. Ok enough about that. I doubt anyone wants to hear more. Who's "anyone"¿? lol. Just me & the cat I guess. I would love a part-time job, but I need the money so that's out of the question. Unless, it's one of those part-times that are like 32-34 hours a week, I could do that. My Sunday night anxiety is kicking in folks and it's not gonna get any better.
School started, yes I have decided to further my education. Going for my nursing degree, I have to take care of the pre-req's first, ugh. I don't know if I'm headed in the right direction. See, I was accepted into a fartsy university back when I was 18 , and my major was pre-med. Because of financial reasons I had to turn it down, my love for medicine gone. It came back, some-what, but now instead of being a neurosurgeon I'm going for nursing. Gotta love Nurses, they put up with all the shit. I would love to do something creative like being a make-up artist, hairdresser...but no can do. If you could see me with my "smokey eye" look, you'd think mike tyson had just beat the shit out of me.
It's freezing in here, 46 degrees. I love it though, got laughed at by two guys today at the walgreens. You could tell they were from up north. I think them coming out of a taxi and wearing sea-sickness patches behind their ears gave it away, after all I do reside in the cruise capital of the world. Anyway, the reason they were laughing is because I looked like a damn eskimo. Normally I'm the type that says how exaggerated people react to the slightest chill, but no, this time it was I being ridiculed. It felt like the 20's , not the decade but degree wise. I guess that's all for now..
I have a confession to make, I didn't take a shower yesterday...it's too damn cold.
