Still awake and 4am is just around the corner. It is technically Monday and my dread for the day, and even the week for that matter, beginning is at full capacity. I don’t want to work the 50 hours I’m scheduled to work for the week. I don’t want to study pharmacology, history, medical terminology, and microbiology. I don’t want to do any of that this week. However, this is real life so I get to do all of that fun business. Don’t get me wrong I am uber grateful to be employed and to have the opportunity to pay out the ass to get an education to better my future options of more work. Really, I am grateful for that. Dear God, please let this week be quick and painless because I can’t handle anything difficult.
To end this I started the week of poking around in my past love affairs business (because I always think, “hey, what the hell, I am totally over it and cool with being alone.”) and here I sit a year and a half later still single with pretty much no prospects while he is in love playing house and buying cars with his new girl. It’s safe to say I am a real winner & I hate myself for making all this loneliness for myself. Is it too early to start drinking today?