Thursday, September 28, 2006

i should be studying

i'm stuck at work and bored out of my gourd...

i was just on facebook, looking through everyone elses's pics, and i get jealous everytime. jealous that i am not pretty like her, or haven't graduated like him, or travels like those people. the list? it never ends.

i am not sure why i am so discontent with my life. i am doing just fine in all reality. but when i look at other people's lives i get frustrated with my own. it's silly and stupid and oh so normal all at the same time.

damn it life!

Friday, September 22, 2006

Woe is me

there are so many things i have to be thankful for. i don't even want to begin to list them because that would take an enormous amount of time and i am feeling pretty down on myself.

while i love dan with all of my heart, there are something that i wish he were better about. the first and most important of all is money control. while i don't have all that much room to talk, i have yet to be sent to collections.

let me start by saying that i always wanted a man that could take care of me, knowing full well that i am and will be able to take care of myself no matter what. before dan and i started dating there was a mutual friend that was interested in me as well. nothing ever happened because i was a shy freshman, and a no-so-shy other freshman showed up only to snatch him. she almost took dan, but the other guy was not in a relationship at the time. then there was mutual friend two, he came a long right before dan and i were together. he admitted to my best friend while she was down visiting that he was interesting me almost a year after dan and i were together. while all of this doesn't really mean anything to anyone else- to me it means i missed out, and i hate saying that with all of my heart. both of these other men are set financially, they are practically engaged. one to a stranger. the other to my best friend who stole the good one.

i know i shouldn't be, but i am extremely jealous. i know this is childish and something i should work on. somehow i feel like i am stuck with the bad guy. the one who will never propose, who will enver have enough money or be able to manage what he does have. i could mention plenty of things that he is not or won't be, but again a waste of time. i guess i am just frustrated because i could have been either of those women who are set with a great relationship and a ring to boot. i? i am giving my bf money and the only ring i wear in on my thumb.

i know all of this is so stupid and i just need to get over it. nothing is any better hoping and dreaming right?

damn being human!

Ramble Bamble #2463843

That's all this site is to me really. A place to vent, ramble, complain. Call it what you want.

Today I am bloated, achey, almost done being zitty and it totally sucks monkey balls. I am stuck at work in a shitty chair with no back support, which does not help anything except my excessive crabbyness.

I am not ready for classes to start Monday. I don't really have any money to buy books because Dan needed it most of my last paycheck to cover his school expenses from last spring. I am trying not to be upset about it. I could have not offered, but then I would have felt like an asshole watching him stress about it. I wish Dan could take care of himself, his money issues, and not have to rely on me so heavily. Yes it is nice to feel needed, but I feel more like I am bossing him around.

I am trying to impliment record keeping in regard to our finances, but we'll see how long that lasts if it even gets started. I did not expect classes to creep up on my so fast. i have most of my school books, but none of my freaking supplies. Plus no new school clothes, and that is the suckiest part of all. A girl always wants new clothes for school. Tomorrow while Dan is at work, I'll be walking ymself to the bookstore to get supplies and maybe a new sweatshort, seeing as mine is getting huge holes from being worn constantly over the past 5 years. Old sweatshirts are the most comfortable though.

Anyway- I am off to make a overly-long list of crap I need to do.

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