Rambling

headline for this entry says it all. Mum is being a little strange. She is wondering why i am so quiet. I don't understand why i have to talk all the time. Arghh, anyway. Up again at 5am for another week of training. Have my book club meeting tomorrow night - the book i borrowed is overdue a few days already and i am not going to have time to return it until the bloody weekend. Arghhhh. I will have to call the library tomorrow and sort something out if i can. I don't know how to work the online system.  Hmph.

Not much more to write. Been a pretty relaxed weekend. Went out friday night but that was about it.....I just felt like sleepig most of the weekend. Really just need some time to myself. I am sorry if that upsets people so bloody much.

Can't win can you.....anyway, not much else to write. Not lookig forward to getting up at 5am and as it is 11pm now, it's getting pretty much time for sleep again. I can't stop thinking about (j) though. I cannot believe i endured that crap. I still don't understand myself how. It was soooo blatant. ANYONE in their right mind would have been offended, susan and her bloody daughter especially and they are telling me i am too sensitive - go and put up with it yourselves you bloody cunts. - no pun intended there. I am just angry.

This is not good that i am still thinking about it. Damn it. You know i think (p) sensed my fed upness - my 'i can't take anymore setbacks' vibe, because it really was the last straw, the straw that broke the camels back so to speak. It's funny my other past issues are coming back to haunt me as well.....I am just sick of being angry and feeling like i repeatedly fuck everything up. I just have too  much happening and i can not handle anymore stress anymore setbacks or anymore crap. I need to see my doctor, i am actually feeling worse now i have started working again.