Well, I've slept for about... 30 hours... minus the few minutes it took to call in sick to work again and use the bathroom. Gah. I hate being so sick. When I called in sick to work I talked to the manager who I was going to talk with one-on-one last night. Its so hard to say to him that I hate my job and want to quit because he's a fairly nice guy. I really need to muster up more courage next time... or write a note. I'm good at writing notes to people when I can't speak what I want to say. *sigh* At least I feel a little bit better now, physically. Tomorrow is definitely going to be just me calling places all around town for job information. For now I'm gonna grab some food and wander around the internet I guess.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Ello ello.
Hi there. First real blog seeing as I've never blogged before. I mean, I used to make journal entries on Sheezy Art on a weekly basis, but there of course are lots of drama-making kids on there nowadays. The whole site has become just a nuisance so I tend to just upload art there and then log right back off again. Anyway, I'm not sure how much I'll be updating this little blog here, but I don't really have much of a life offline so who knows. *shrugs*
The past two weeks have sucked royally. Two days before my 22nd birthday, I got really sick at work and had to go home. I've been to the ER twice in the past week. The first time I went they said I have a respiratory infection and gave me some antibiotics. Six days later I had to go back because the antibiotic was giving me an allergic reaction. So basically I have a head cold and a respiratory infection to fuck with my breathing moreso than my severe asthma already does. So I've missed over two weeks of work at my job and I have to go talk to my manager tonight. I really would like to quit since I obviously can't do the labor of it. The idea of overnight stocking was good at first, but my lungs just can't handle all the lifting and running around. Hopefully all will go well and I can get a different job, one without manual labor.
I haven't had any psychiatric medications for over two weeks as well. When you're depressed and bipolar, you kinda need the medications to stay sane. So lately I know I just frustrate the living hell out of my friends because I feel so miserable thanks to the lack of medications and being ill on top of all that. Lastly, I started dating a guy around the time I first got sick. He's had to put up with me being all whiny and miserable so I love him lots for that. I'm trying my hardest to make things work. It sucks having such high standards from my last relationship (which I dare not talk about ever again, it just upsets me too much). I want to make sure that this relationship I have now will do well and the end goal of my happiness will finally be achieved.
I think that's enough for now. Thanks for reading this if you took the time to do so. =3
The past two weeks have sucked royally. Two days before my 22nd birthday, I got really sick at work and had to go home. I've been to the ER twice in the past week. The first time I went they said I have a respiratory infection and gave me some antibiotics. Six days later I had to go back because the antibiotic was giving me an allergic reaction. So basically I have a head cold and a respiratory infection to fuck with my breathing moreso than my severe asthma already does. So I've missed over two weeks of work at my job and I have to go talk to my manager tonight. I really would like to quit since I obviously can't do the labor of it. The idea of overnight stocking was good at first, but my lungs just can't handle all the lifting and running around. Hopefully all will go well and I can get a different job, one without manual labor.
I haven't had any psychiatric medications for over two weeks as well. When you're depressed and bipolar, you kinda need the medications to stay sane. So lately I know I just frustrate the living hell out of my friends because I feel so miserable thanks to the lack of medications and being ill on top of all that. Lastly, I started dating a guy around the time I first got sick. He's had to put up with me being all whiny and miserable so I love him lots for that. I'm trying my hardest to make things work. It sucks having such high standards from my last relationship (which I dare not talk about ever again, it just upsets me too much). I want to make sure that this relationship I have now will do well and the end goal of my happiness will finally be achieved.
I think that's enough for now. Thanks for reading this if you took the time to do so. =3
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