Ugh... I could start a blogging war but it's just not worth it. I'm not going to waste my time or energy on stupid people who are too damn into themselves to see their faults and flaws. I'll admit, I'm not perfect and I sure as hell know I can be ridiculously hard and demanding on people. But you know what? F*cking shove it. How many people were there this past fall? Yeah, that's right, if you can't say you were don't give me crap about this or that. That's all I have to say. And you sure as hell better not tell me that someone means more to me because there are at least five people out in the world who can vouch for me that I've put my family above everything. So yeah... f*cking shove it.
On a brighter and lighter note, I wish I were somewhere else. "Why does it have to be so damn hard?" Tell me about it... I'm hoping that things work out. I really am. Just one phone call, that's all I need.
It's freaking cold. I want it to be warmer, not even like 60 degrees but you know, maybe 30 degrees. I'd be happy with 30 degrees.
I should get something to eat. Being productive makes me hungry. Off to cook! and release some anger....
wish me luck!
blog later.
me.
