Kinda like how it feels when you’re about to cry. But there’s no reason. I was fine this morning, but then I just kept feeling worse and worse, moody, irritable, angry, now I just feel awful. All negative emotions together. And I want to cry, but I can’t. Cuz my brother’s here.
Ok well it’s not completely without reason of course. First off I feel woefully unqualified for my job. And the boss had such high expectations, I can’t meet them. That sucks. Second, I don’t fit in with my coworkers. Granted I’m still new, but we have nothing in common. I’m so english based, they’re so chinese based. I feel judged at every moment, it’s exhausting. I’m sure it’s just me, nobody else cares whether I said scuse me after sneezing. Nobody remembers that. I don’t have to be working every second of the day, it’s fine to check my phone and rest a while. They all do, so I should relax. I don’t like work though, all in all. Which leads me back to my core problem: do I want this for the rest of my life? Hell. No. So why am I doing it then? I don’t know. It’s not even like an internship, there’s no end in sight. That sucks. Everything sucks. I suck. And if I don’t sleep now I’ll wake up uber late tomorrow. Then I’ll have nothing to wear and they’ll judge me. Hate this lifestyle.
Thus concludes a late night off the chest rambling. No context. Thank you.
Ok well it’s not completely without reason of course. First off I feel woefully unqualified for my job. And the boss had such high expectations, I can’t meet them. That sucks. Second, I don’t fit in with my coworkers. Granted I’m still new, but we have nothing in common. I’m so english based, they’re so chinese based. I feel judged at every moment, it’s exhausting. I’m sure it’s just me, nobody else cares whether I said scuse me after sneezing. Nobody remembers that. I don’t have to be working every second of the day, it’s fine to check my phone and rest a while. They all do, so I should relax. I don’t like work though, all in all. Which leads me back to my core problem: do I want this for the rest of my life? Hell. No. So why am I doing it then? I don’t know. It’s not even like an internship, there’s no end in sight. That sucks. Everything sucks. I suck. And if I don’t sleep now I’ll wake up uber late tomorrow. Then I’ll have nothing to wear and they’ll judge me. Hate this lifestyle.
Thus concludes a late night off the chest rambling. No context. Thank you.
