additional year.

I turned 22. It was a bleh. I'm getting old and nothing has changed. Well nothing that I know of.

My husband said I'm a pessimist. Yes I am. I hate that part of me but I am.

I hate my job. I need something that would inspire me. I need something that would make me want to go to work everyday. I do not like where I am now. I do not like her there. I am so totally against her but that is life. I can't have everything I want. I know it.

I hate rumors. I hate being the person that I am.

Sorry.