This is one of the few times I wish I could speak to a manager. HOW THE HELL IS IT ALREADY MAY?!! HOWWWWWWWW JUSTIN??!!!
But since it’s here, it’s time to make the best of it. Especially since the entire month of April felt only like a day and half, hopefully May will be a lot longer to at least get some major things accomplished. THE YEAR IS ALMOST HALFWAY OVER.
Let that soak in for a minute.
Dear 2012,
When I first met you, I wasn’t sure how to feel about you. In every way I looked at it, you were just like the life I’ve already became to known–feeling stuck in my career, unhappy with my home and family life, back on again with my off again relationship, angry at losing people in my life to death–and really just angry in general–you seemed just like the year before. I had no real hope or expectations of anything truly spectacular happening.
As time went on with you, things went from “normal” to worse–falling out with a close friend, feeling trapped in my own mind, and to top off the icing on my shit cake–feeling forced to move away from home after a horrible fight with my family. Needless to say, by Summer I officially hated your fuckass guts.
