Work has taken a toll on my nails. They used to be nice and long and now they're practically down to the skin and brittle.
I am so tired of my hair. I want to chop it off again shorter than it was before but I don't know how it'll look. Stupid chubby face.
Work has cut my hours. I'm only working 3 days this week. 3 days? Screw you. I'm trying to get a job at the hospital, even if it's just some desk job.
I've been having school related dreams almost every night. I guess my subconscious is saying go back to school but I feel...afraid, I guess. I got so overwhelmed that first semester and I ran away scared instead of facing it. I'm a smart person but fear is sometimes so strong that it chokes you.
It doesn't help that my line of reasoning is this: if i take a few classes a semester I would still need to secure my job for car and bill payments which means I would have to stay at my current job for who knows how long before I can graduate.
It's not that the job is bad. It's just that I'm already on my fourth year there and I don't want to end up one of those people who stays at their job for years because they don't know what else is out there. I guess I could always get a new job and start college but that would be two stressful things on top of each other.
I just want to take charge of my life and turn it around so at the end of day i'm not thinking,
there has to be something better out there for me.