Ok, so if I don’t vent there is a very good chance I will die of a massive heart attack.
Taking summer classes was definitely not my smartest move. Yeah it’ll put me ahead somewhat, but it’s also slowly killing me. Both my classes are online, and if you don’t know it, well technology hates me. I still am yet to successfully complete something for my Geography class without my computer deciding to attack in some way shape or form. Then I usually break down. Which is never fun.
So I have to take my classes online because I would have no time to take a real class. I’m working two jobs this summer, on top of babysitting whenever I’m needed. It’s great to have the money, but I’m exhausted all the time! I do love my jobs. The gym is amazing, my kiddies are amazing, and some of the people I work with are amazing. There are days when I can only here, “Miss Katie I have a Hannah Montana CD” so many times. Then there are days where someone gets a skill they’ve been working on forever, and I’m just so proud of them. Or they walk in and give me a big hug and say “I love Gymnastics.” That is what makes it worth it. So work I can deal with.
My family is great, (On occasion) but I need to get away from them. My brothers are both annoying, my sister is a bitch. My dad and I have so very little in common that sitting with us is uncomfortable. My mom is either really great, or the biggest pain in my ass. But yes of course I love them. (I’ve got other family issues adding to my stress but I don’t even think I could get into those right now.)
My friends consist of a very small group, at least the ones I really care about. I have Steph, who I could hang with forever and never run out of things to talk about with. I love that girl. She’s my nice sister. Sara is my external conscience. I’d get into much more trouble if it weren’t for her. They are both wonderful. And then there’s Megs. Who it’s like I never know what i’m gonna get when I’m with her. The other night we were riding around and she was bitching to me about all the problems of her life. I sat and listened to them. Told her what I thought she should do, and then asked if she had any pills for the headache i had. Well when she told the story to the rest of our friends it went something like ( So i had a meltdown to Kait and she looked at me and said “I have a headache.”) That wasn’t it at all. She made me look like a total bitch and It just got me so mad.
But none of this is what finally pushed me over the edge.
I saw that my ex was online so I thought I’d say hi. There was a point where he and I were best friends, and I thought ‘ya know we’ve been broken up for over a year, we can try to be friends.’ I was so wrong. I asked if we could try to be friends. His response, “you could try.” Little hurt by that but o well. I go, ” you can’t try.” Tom: It doesn’t matter to me. Me: ok. He then proceeded to tell me that I treated him so badly and he saw no reason to be friends with me. So that hurt, then he told me I was paranoid. That was it. I’m done! Exes are stupid, and not worth the effort.
I may still explode but at least I got all of that out there!
August 5th is the only thing keeping me sane. I get to see Aaron, and we’re going to Pittsburgh together! I’m sooo excited!!!




