This week has been perfectly miserable. For those of you that don’t want to join in the pity party I am about to throw myself please feel free to exit this post now, but if you are in the mood to sit and wallow in my crap with me please read on because have I got a treat for you. I guess it’s times like these that I really just need to blog to get it off my chest so that it doesn’t eat me alive because trust me I am a professional when it comes to wallowing in self-pity, and I am willing to bet that many of us are so here goes nothing. Let’s start with Monday!
Monday some of you may argue is already miserable, HELLO HILLARY! However, I think this week was a really special Monday because it happened to be crappier than usual. I found out that something I have invested in for the past two or so months has literally just been a colossal waste of my time and energy. Pretty much anytime I try to pursue any form of a relationship it turns into a relationshit real damn fast and that isn’t even a joke. Even if it is still kind of funny. As usual my expectations were clearly proven to be too high. LIFE: 5 HILLARY: 0
Tuesday was fine other than the fact that my Bender boyfriend and I finally broke up due to the lovely parking ticket on my car windshield, fun fact I park by the RLC and call him my boyfriend because I was getting away with parking there for at least two or three months without a ticket, but what do you know my kill streak has finally ended. Wednesday was nice when I was in the bathroom from three in the morning until six dealing with the “EBOLA” or as most of you call it the stomach flu. I spent most of the day in bed and had to call into work. Bless my beautiful friends for getting me medicine and sick supplies, Whitney Broghammer comes in clutch yet again. Shannon Fynardt also brought me Advil so shout out to her as well.
By Thursday I thought I was in the clear, lol just kidding. I came out of the gym Thursday to another parking ticket because I had literally parked one row back from where I should have. Apparently my sense of surroundings and direction still hasn’t improved. I felt like crap all of Thursday night and to be honest it was just one of those times where you are miserable and you really just want your mom and that was a really crappy reality check that I had to face. I called some people and they listened to my mental breakdown instead so all in all I made it through that hiccup.
Friday wasn’t bad and I had a fun night out with my girls to dinner and then later tried to hit the hill which was a major shit show if you know what I mean. There were so many people that my friend and I decided to just go chill at her boyfriend’s place instead of dealing with all the drunken masses. Tonight I did homework for most of my night because I gave away my Jason Aldean concert tickets to friends that were bigger fans. I only bought them as an excuse really to hang out with a frat boy so really I guess in some ways it kind of worked out. At least someone got to go and have a fun night. So here I am at practically the end of the week and the only thing that really has me excited is the fact that in exactly one month I turn the big 21! Which to me is kind of sad that that’s the highlight of my week but hey what are you going to do.
So I had a perfectly miserable week, but as it turns out the people in my life are pretty great and they picked me right up. Its times like this that I realize how truly blessed I am to have the people in my life that I do. This week was definitely one of my worst, and they took it in stride which is a lot to ask. One of my friends comes home for Easter this coming week from Michigan so it will be fun to finally get to catch up and do it right. I know that life isn’t always flowers and sunshine, but man do I really hope next week is. Here’s looking forward to a better week. As always stay golden and know that if you ever want someone to wallow in self- pity with you I’m your girl.