I'm really exhausted. I feel like a workaholic. I need a day off. And I'm happy to get it soon. But only two days. Than it's back to work from MORNING TO CLOSING. Repeatedly. This is really bad. I can't wait to quit and find a job that is appealing to me, and that doesn't deal with such ignorant people. Right now though, my mom really needs the dough, so I'm going to have to hold on for a while and keep that cash flow going. I'm really tired though. My head aches and my legs too. But No pain, No gain.

Anyways, just when I thought I was over my first love, I realized now, that I'm not. I really have so much to say to him; things that I just want to scream and yell at him for, but what for? But it's burning in my heart to be taken out. I want it out of my system. But I don't want to hurt anybody. This whole situation, I got my hopes up, and only burned myself. I knew this was coming, but why didn't I prevent it? I'm starting to hate him. I see his face and I just fucking hate him. Its to the point where I've only built hatred towards this being. It's the wrong thing to do, especially towards someone I loved entirely with my heart, but I don't want to, but I'm starting to. I realized that I wasn't getting over him. The feeling I was receiving was the strength of hatred towards him. But I don't hate him. I just.. I don't know. But I need to tell him so much, even if he doesn't want to hear it, or listen. But I really need this out of me. I think the best thing to do is stay away from him. Just stay away. Cause if I get any closer, I'm 100% more than likely, to get burned again.