it turned out to be a bad Friday :(

I'm having a not-wonderful day. This morning I blew a gasket at work (in my head, not my car). You know that feeling you get after you've cried a long time and your skin feels stretched and you just feel kind of numb? I'm feeling that way now. Sometimes enough is enough, you know? I'm sick of being in junior high school for a second time, if you know what I mean. I'm sick of the ridiculousness of what's been going on and sometimes, if you get too sick of things, you can't hold back your feelings about it any longer. Anyway, we'll see what happens with the situation. Now I'm REALLY glad its Friday.
Anyway, I don't want to end my Friday blog on a bad note. Let's see...

There once was a girl from Verona
Who viciously hated bologna
"No meat I have seen
Could match that pink glean"
She thought as she sang "My Sharona"

Sheesh. I dedicate that one to you Amber!! Lol