January 24, 2011
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Fuck It
So today was just a horrible fucking day.
Thursday last week my phone decided to take a shit so I went to the Sprint store. They told me that Samsung doesn’t make the Moment anymore so they ordered a “comparable” phone for me, the Transform. They said it would be at the Sprint store Friday or Monday. Fine. Whatever. So I still hadn’t heard if my phone had arrived so before I left work I called the store. “Yes, your phone is here.” W.T.F. Thanks for the motherfucking phone call, fucking assholes. So I go to the Sprint store and get the phone. It’s cheap and cheesy and I fucking hate it. I thought, well, I should be getting quite a bit back for my tax returns, so maybe I’ll buy a nice phone.
And Cody and everyone else were all horrible to me today so I didn’t talk to anyone for the last half of the day, and felt like crying. They knew they fucked up because they played some songs, trying to make me feel better. Didn’t work.
Anyways.
So after the Sprint store I went to the gym. I didn’t want to be there. Really, I just don’t want to be anywhere right now.
I only worked out for half an hour, instead of an hour. I hated it. I hated me. I hate that I’m losing weight. I hate how I look, but maybe I hate losing weight even more. I knew this was going to be an issue when I started, and I just don’t want it. Maybe I’ll just be fat for the rest of my life. I don’t give a fuck. The person at the gym that does the membership paperwork said that it’s good to see me at the gym, that it’s an inspiration. I just smiled sadly.
So then I get home and think things are turning around because in the mail was a game I had bought on eBay and (finally) my W-2s.
So I started doing my taxes and at the end, I’m only getting $1,500. TOTAL. I got nearly $2,000 back last year. This year I made more, paid in more, and just got fucked. FUCK the government. What the fuck is my money paying for anyway?! Some asshole’s over indulgent salary? I paid in $8,000 in state and federal taxes and I get $1,500 back. Yeah. That’s nice. Way to help out some poor fuck who struggles with their bills every month.
So that doesn’t even pay for 1 of my 2 high interest high balance credit cards.
Honestly, I don’t even care if anyone reads this or comments or anything.
I don’t even want to exist right now.
Comments (10)
You clearly need a drink, a blunt and a big hug. I can take care of all three, easily. Put some clothes on, I’ll beep outside your house shortly. Bring a handful of pennies so we can throw them at pedestrians.
Cheer up, Love. *hugs*
*hugs* KC shares in your pain. We will make it through this. Somehow, someway. I promise you that. *hugs*
If it makes you feel any better, my bf and I are swimming and possibly drowning in debts due to him lending out his credit card to his family etc; We can’t ever get a place of our own until we fix our debts and possibly get a better job for both of us. All my tax money will probably go to people I owe money to. I didn’t get my latest tax return money because I owed people due to their mistakes and by not having a choice where to live last year.
It sucks, but it gets better and we have to stick it out as best as we can. There is no doubt about it. I try to look on the bright side of life. It helps, only momentarily. I hope it gets better for you. I share your pain for sure. So much pain.
Aww…you need a hug.
the government took out less so people are going to get back less this year.
@godfatherofgreenbay - I SO wish you could give me a ginormous bear hug. I so need one D:
Fuck it is right, like in the movie born on the 4th of Juy
Fuck em! fuck em all!
Fuck Vietnam, fuck the states, fuck Nixson, fuck the cab driver, fuck Mexico, fuck em fuck em all!
Damnnnn girl. I wish I could give you a big hug. Things will get better soon.
*big big big hug*
Tomorrow will be better!
HUGS!
i’m sorry your day sucked and you’re so disappointed
shit will get better, and losing weight is about health, so be proud of yourself! <3
You gotta think like a tricky booger and just hang in there. ;p