i am about to complain. alot.
I think i hate being home. i hate wasting 30 hours of my week working in a place i absolutely despise. i hate every single second i am at work. sometimes i think the money isnt really worth it. i hate the fact that i dont have my other job to look forward to. im tired of being here, with nothing to do. im tired of wasting what little bit of freedom i do have doing nothing. secretly, im tired of most of my friends here, so i dont even have hanging out with them to look forward to. im tired of my parents treating me like a child and telling me what to do. i hate being relentlessly pursued by a boy that i have absolutely no interest in.
i hate the uncertainty that i feel at the moment about my living situation once i get back to WL. i feel like things should be all settled, but ive learned not to completely trust him ever so i worry. his comments dont seem to have any indication that he recalls that i am living with him, and i have heard that his roommate is after me to sublease. i just want to know if i do have a place to stay or if i have to make other arrangements.
i hate the monotony that has overtaken my life. i just want to feel excited about something.
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