life sucks… and it sucks the life out of you
Sunday, June 17th, 2007i won't beat around the bush. for the past two days, for some reason, i feel down… sad, perhaps. sad that my life's not going how i wanted it to be, nor what i wanted never gets given to me, that life has shortchanged me or hasn't given me too many breaks. if there's a word graver than unfair, that would best describe how i think i'm being treated. that all the positives i get are for short-term purposes only.
short of kicking everything i see on my workstation or shout at the top of my lungs out of sheer frustration, both won't make me feel any better.
yes, i'm ranting. only it's a notch higher. to be blunt, i'm sad and frustrated. at life. i wish someone–whoever it may be–would just shut up, listen and not give any positive scripting of how it's going to be ok, or make me look at other people's situations, yada, yada, yada, or to count my blessings. believe me, i have counted and re-counted and re-counted, and don't get me wrong, i appreciate what i have. and don't even talk to me about patience. i have a shitload of that everywhere that it doesn't even make sense anymore. i just also wish that someone, anyone would just freakin' give me what i want. now. shit, even that's impossible.
