Wants, Needs, and Bullshit.

So, September will be over soon. Thank God. These past few weeks have been very... trying. And tiring. And sucky. And just fucking stupid. They have taken a toll on my body, and possibly even my soul. It's like a bad horror film.

Speaking of bad horror films, I had a very graphic, very disturbing, very intense, nightmare last night... I woke up quivering. It took a few minutes to gather myself and quit shaking... I don't feel like I really got any sleep at all... I must have been running in my sleep while laying down or something. And I know I had to have been tossing and turning and obviously shaking. It was not a good way to start off my day... Especially since this week has been Hell.

Then I get to work. And it's going okay. I'm tired, but I'm counting and Kara is my T.O. and it's just pleasant. And I'm kicking ass. Regardless of the fact I feel like I got ran over my a MACK truck. But then, since we're sooo busy upfront and one person sucks, I have to switch spots because they need someone good who can keep things going and can handle things pretty much by themselves. Yaaay. -.- More like FML. So then I'm tired, I'm cranky, I feel like crap, and it all rolls into one storm of shit. And all the customers apparently took stupid pills today just to top it all off! I was really about to just have a breakdown. I came home, and all I wanted to do was just cry. I wanted to just be cuddled until I felt better but since I knew that wasn't happening, it was all I could do to keep from just bursting out in tears any minute. I felt crazy.

I'm just ready for work to get better. And to feel better. And since we've hired a few more people I really hope this will happen soon. It should.

I also shouldn't take for granted all the people who really do care for me and are there for me even if I'm being bitchy and maybe even annoying. Or funny as some people find it. =P It's good to have people who genuinely care about me and not just themselves. At the end of the day I can always count on my mom to actually be there for me. She's the one who cuddled me while watching Transformers 3. She can always tell the difference between me just being dramatic and things actually just genuinely sucking ass. I'm very thankful for my family and friends and select co-workers who do care so much. Maybe even an annoying amount.... You all are what keep me stable.

So ready for things to get better and the whining to stop. Bring on October.