It's November 29th and this entry will not be posted for 30 days.
Can I just say that I'm completely and totally annoyed today! So much so that if it were optional and acceptable for me to scream at the top of my lungs about how annoyed I was, I would do it. Instead, I came to the only outlet I have (since we're still 4 days away from me being able to tweet about how annoyed I am again) and that's this blog entry that will be posted 30 days from today in which I will be over this annoyance (hopefully).
A lot of it has to do with being CONSTANTLY questioned about my motives or decisions. At one point does "because I said so" become acceptable to any one?! In most cases, it's just some outrageous ego trip. It's not constructive. It's not productive. In fact, it hampers my ability to get stuff done...to get life done. Yet in every facet of my life I still have these people who feel it necessary to pick me apart day after day after day. I usually deal with it. I usually tweet something witty to make me feel better about it. For the last 30 days? No. I've reached my wits end. I'm at my brink. I feel like getting violent.
Yet, now it's all typed out. Wildly and madly pecked into my keyboard with my eyes so red hot they are burning like fire in my skull. I feel better now...take a deep breath and lets move on. Ahhhh.
Please God make these next 4 days go quickly. I need my outlet back desperately before I go completely postal.
Can I just say that I'm completely and totally annoyed today! So much so that if it were optional and acceptable for me to scream at the top of my lungs about how annoyed I was, I would do it. Instead, I came to the only outlet I have (since we're still 4 days away from me being able to tweet about how annoyed I am again) and that's this blog entry that will be posted 30 days from today in which I will be over this annoyance (hopefully).
A lot of it has to do with being CONSTANTLY questioned about my motives or decisions. At one point does "because I said so" become acceptable to any one?! In most cases, it's just some outrageous ego trip. It's not constructive. It's not productive. In fact, it hampers my ability to get stuff done...to get life done. Yet in every facet of my life I still have these people who feel it necessary to pick me apart day after day after day. I usually deal with it. I usually tweet something witty to make me feel better about it. For the last 30 days? No. I've reached my wits end. I'm at my brink. I feel like getting violent.
Yet, now it's all typed out. Wildly and madly pecked into my keyboard with my eyes so red hot they are burning like fire in my skull. I feel better now...take a deep breath and lets move on. Ahhhh.
Please God make these next 4 days go quickly. I need my outlet back desperately before I go completely postal.
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