Just venting guys. No need to really comment or anything.
It would seem ALL my friends in town last night went to see the new Avatar Movie last night (well, I dunno where Xarx* went but considering it was Sunday, I'll have to say he was gaming. This is normal).
I wasn't invited to the movie. DataJager was.
I hate myself.
So I'll either spend my day (after work that is, since I have the next two days off) either attempting to clean up the house, finish taking up the carpet (I did some last night but didn't have the right tools to finish) and see if I can play some Zelda (Majora's Mask, FTW!) before I decide whether or not I want to drown in a bottle or not.
Again.
All I can say to this shit is that I'll be okay. Who needs friends like that anyways? I don't. I don't need anyone. The World can Kiss my scrawny white ass.
I still hate myself though.
I suppose it's a good thing I didn't go, since the guy I was dating (4 weeks) was there with HIS Ex- who is a massive bitch that was bad for him... but that's another rant. I still wanted to be on good terms with him since our breakup ended pretty amicably. I guess it didn't end as well as I thought....
That and it seems I suffer from season related depression. Goody. I didn't feel like this last year.
I've resigned myself into throwing myself into work (we're short staffed right now; I'm lucky I have my days off this week). But it's hard to play the part of a happy, perky person when you feel like crawling in bed and not getting up for a while.
(In case some forgot; I'm a front desk agent at the nicest hotel in town. Being perky/smiling isn't a written requirement but it's an unsaid one)
The discontent and hate that I feel for myself is pretty unbearable. Which is funny since I planned on this being one of the better years.
And I left my stupid Matevana Tea at home!
*Xarx is my other roommate.
It would seem ALL my friends in town last night went to see the new Avatar Movie last night (well, I dunno where Xarx* went but considering it was Sunday, I'll have to say he was gaming. This is normal).
I wasn't invited to the movie. DataJager was.
I hate myself.
So I'll either spend my day (after work that is, since I have the next two days off) either attempting to clean up the house, finish taking up the carpet (I did some last night but didn't have the right tools to finish) and see if I can play some Zelda (Majora's Mask, FTW!) before I decide whether or not I want to drown in a bottle or not.
Again.
All I can say to this shit is that I'll be okay. Who needs friends like that anyways? I don't. I don't need anyone. The World can Kiss my scrawny white ass.
I still hate myself though.
I suppose it's a good thing I didn't go, since the guy I was dating (4 weeks) was there with HIS Ex- who is a massive bitch that was bad for him... but that's another rant. I still wanted to be on good terms with him since our breakup ended pretty amicably. I guess it didn't end as well as I thought....
That and it seems I suffer from season related depression. Goody. I didn't feel like this last year.
I've resigned myself into throwing myself into work (we're short staffed right now; I'm lucky I have my days off this week). But it's hard to play the part of a happy, perky person when you feel like crawling in bed and not getting up for a while.
(In case some forgot; I'm a front desk agent at the nicest hotel in town. Being perky/smiling isn't a written requirement but it's an unsaid one)
The discontent and hate that I feel for myself is pretty unbearable. Which is funny since I planned on this being one of the better years.
And I left my stupid Matevana Tea at home!
*Xarx is my other roommate.
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