Stuffsicles!

Apr 24, 2007 12:38

Alright, this new schedule is crappy. The work is not bad, but it fucks with the rest of my life. Sucks being on the bottom, especially since I am still the hiker that has spent the most time working there... >v<
But I need to get some stuff off my chest, so I am putting it

Lately, as many of you have likely realized if you have tried to talk to me, I have been quite touchy and grumpy. For that I apologize, I have just had too many really annoying, confusing things on my mind, and not many people to talk about them with. No offense to anyone meant by that, but for some of these issues I have been having, I just can't talk to most of my good friends. So I have been on edge a lot.
My parents were away for the past 10 days, and I never saw a single on of my friends IRL... That is sort of annoying, but not the end of the world. I wanna move out now though, except there is nowhere I could go that would be as financially beneficial. So I stay here for now.
Other than being pissed off at work, I have gotten into something of a funny relationship with Fluffy. I have known him for 4.5 months now, or so. And at times it feels like we are meant to be together. But almost as often it just gets under my skin. I have never clung to anyone like I do to him, but day after day goes by with us fighting and bickering and getting on each others nerves.
ANd now, well... Everyone knows how much I focus on the chatroom. How it is brought up every time I go out somewhere. Well now it turns out Fluffy is a mod, as of yesterday. He has only been there 4 months, where I have been there nearly 2 years now! Never once have I been asked or offered such a spot, and I will never ask to be one. It is a position of honour, I feel, and should be offered, not taken. Besides, it means more to me if someone WANTS me as a mod, not letting me be a mod because I want it. So this is really irking me. Thankfully, I have people I can talk to about that, which I have been doing.
So in a couple minutes I have to go pick up my parents from the airport. Joy. I get to live according to their rules again. Oy, life will get better, some day...
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