Last summer, I flipped when someone approached me and said; I'm still on vacation and don't want to work. This was told in my face in front of someone else. I didn't really reply cause deep down, he's joining the rumors and believe everything he hears and second, when I told...
the heating is off on the floor I am situated on, as somehow the heating and electricity are tripping each other off, so we have an option. My electric heater is emitting fumes that are making me hyper for some reason.
The place is dead
I want to be in bed
I don't like my new school. I know I was spoilt at my last place, but the place before was hell. I am now back to worrying about being beaten up by the kids, about being beaten up by the parents, about becoming a social worker and not a teacher. Im actually really frustrated that...
I did not get much sleep at all last night, I cried most the night, and tossed and turned with terrible nightmares for the rest of the night, today, I just feel so depressed, and the emotions that come with it, are pretty bad, along with the tears, i just want to get out of these...
it really brings me down.
it's not an awful job, and the people i work with are basically amazing, i just dont want to go.
i never want to work.
even if the day starts off wonderfully, it always crashes. i hate having to fake a smile all day long. it's exhausting!