you know I honestly wonder why I even bother writing these stupid things no one bothers to read it!

comming down from the worst few days EVER!!!
I really like to think that I have a good life, mostly because, all things concidered, I do. my parents are still togeather, I have a nice (when she feels like it) sister and a relitivly comfertable life style. I have friends who seem to support me, and if they dont they certainly fooled me. I have a guy, who although I dont intend on dateing until I have a ferm grasp on my life (whats the point of sharing your life if you can hardly keep track of the peices), is very kind and helpful. I have a job, I have a dog, i have a roof over my head, I get to go to collage (though not for what I want and completly 100% out of my pockets), I have a comertable life for the most part.
So I ask myself why am I so fucking pissed off? why do I have such bad insomnia, why am I so eager to craw into a whole and keep to my self why do I want to KILL EVERY ONE AND DANCE ON THERE FUCKING COREPSES?
the answer is two words, food service. god do I hate people.
yes people it is you who make waitressing so irritating. We are only human and you are all ASS'. shit happens, mestakes happen and no you are not allways right. know that we get 3 dollers an hour and rely on more then a doller from you, so please, get your heads out of your rears and notice that we are HUMAN not INCECTS.
now i start to understand my anger but still I really think I am just a spoiled, selfish, conceded, black hearted, lazy good for nothing, bitch. (though as a waitress I am kind and easy going so dont push it back on me, I am a wonderful actress)

I feel better and sorry if I offend, but still that doesnt matter much because once again no one reads this any way!