Eugh I am so sick of everything. Like I don’t understand why life hates me so much, I’m a good person, I always tried in school and all I get is crap all.

I’m over doing stupid courses to help me get a job when I can’t get one on my own because they choose other people over me, people that I fucking know and know that they are tardy, thieves, don’t care and will probably be more of a hassle than anything because that’s the type of people that can get jobs when I have never even so much as been in fucking trouble when I was in school. FUCK. I just want to get out of this shitty town that seems to give everything to people who are undeserving little fucks and the people who try get nothing but treaded on, but of coarse I can’t because I don’t have any fucking money.

I’m sick of my tafe teachers telling me to “ask questions when I need help” on ALL my assignments when I get nothing under 98%, like did you ever think that I don’t ask questions because I don’t fucking need help and I get the work? I’m hardly going to waste my time AND yours when I don’t even need the help. What pisses me off even more is that I was the ONLY one that wanted to work in a clothing store and asked FIRST to help out with my work placement then what the fuck do you know, ALL the other girls changed their minds last minute and decided to do it at clothing stores, and being that there is only so many, now they all get to do it at clothing stores and I fucking get stuck in a hardware store MAYBE!!!!! Like I asked fucking first week at tafe and she never fucking organised it but the other people oh no they get theirs worked out immediately to what ever the fuck they want because “you’re quiet and it’s easy to forget when the persons quiet because it’s like they’re not even there” Yeah jeez thanks, make me feel good, not to mention pissed off because I could have fucking organised it my damn self and not have waited for you to let everyone be put above me.

Or the fact that I am over being anxious all the fucking time, like I can’t even leave the house without wanting to cry and when I get home I never want to leave but nope, gotta go to fucking tafe again in the morning and do it all over again and knowing I’m not even going to get a job out of it makes me want to scream.