Sweet Catastrophe

It just finished storming. It’s thundering to suggest it’ll soon be storming again. So tell me why…why are those idiots outside blowing off our sidewalks? It’s wet! It ain’t movin’ darlin’! Furthermore, as soon as the wind sweeps back in, there will be more!

Let’s not forget the fact that it’s ridiculously loud, and not helping my headache….And since it’s wet and nothing is actually blowing away, they’re taking longer than usual. Please just stop.

I skipped classes today. My head was pounding when I woke up and I was exhausted. I had no sleep last night. Work called me at 8am to tell me they added some hours on to my schedule….two weeks from now. Thanks for the update. Next time can I just get the note left for me like everyone else?

I feel guilty for missing class. I probably shouldn’t, but I do. I wish I could skip work, but money is needed.

I’m in a downswing. Unfortunately, I’ve got all the makings for happy days, but my job is awful and I’ve had no hours so I’m not even living paycheck to paycheck right now. Before the check arrives, it’s spent and I’m looking for more money to cover the rest of my needs. It’s killing my motivation.

It’d also be great if people around me could stop dying. I’d appreciate that.

This depression brought to you, most likely, by pms. I have no money for Pamprin to make me happy lol.