Anger is my best friend

"Once in a life time I could feel this way" ... I wish... But no, that never happens. Ever. Considering how I am feeling right now. I know that it will happen over, and over, and over. It's not love, or admiration, or envy even. This would be much more interesting, this would be anger.

Honestly I feel like standing on my balcony and shouting out one hell of a string of profanities that would shock every one. I'll settle for just doing this. My day wasn't completely covered in a vial of red. It actually started off fairly good. Work wasn't filled with any overly stupid people, old people, or even the crazies who don't speak english. Then I went to the rentals house and had supper. Thats when things went wrong.

Trying to stay calm while talking to my mom lately has become harder and harder. Can you do this? Why haven't you done that yet? Are you going to... the list goes on and on... Even now I'm getting even worse thinking about it. Why do some people just know exactly what to say and what to do to make everything go wrong? Why do they feel the need to wreck a perfectly good day in a week that's already been hell? What... The... Fuck?

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing.

It's alive/ What a day

Allllrighty then. We finally have the computer up and running so that it doesn't shut off every half hour or so. It's definately a good thing. But to the matter at hand.

It's been one of those days. Not the kind that really really sucks because everything goes wrong, and not one of those days thats been really good. It's been one of those days that started off good and got a little better then right near the end of the day it just goes to shit. I would rather have a day that is really good, or really bad, but not a day that's both.

It's usually because of some random event or some random person that the day goes to shit. For me it was the random person. That one person who usually is nice to you and usually things go well with everything between the two. Then there is the odd time where something just goes wrong. You say something or ask them something and then all of a sudden all you can do is want to punch them in the face.

Now that thats out of the way things are fairly good. It's been a pretty tame week/weekend really. Went with Morgan to see Ghost Rider on friday night and well I liked it, but him being sort of a comic book guy; it didn't live up to his expectaions. Saturday was at the Pat and it just kinda flew past. Took Sara, Mike, Morgan, and myself to McDicks. Then it was bed time and well just lounged around today and did laundry.

oh cause I'm just a girl in the world.