Some days are just failures you know? I tried to go to this office thing we had today but I got sick in my co-worker’s car and she asked if I’d rather come home instead. She picked up on how it was probably a psychosomatic thing which I doubt cause I was really determined to get through this. I mean I made up an excuse to leave early but I was going to be there. Psychosomatic or not I actually came home instead and then slept for four more hours. It really doesn’t matter what caused me to throw up I just know that I tried to go to that thing and failed and now they probably all hate me or think that I hate them. My boss especially, I think she’s had it with me.

I’m trying, okay, I’m sorry that it’s never enough.

The amount of disgust I have for today is astonishing. I’ll be off in a campsite or something with the office co-workers (and the two other town’s office’s workers) aaaand I’m probably going to die because I’m awkward and shy and Very much in pain and just overall disinterested in this whole thing. I’ll try to get back before 1PM I’m trying to use my pre-ordered lunch as an excuse and the heaps of shit to do at home. Ughhhhh I’ll try to stick to the one person I’m kind of good at talking to but y’all need to pray for me if I’m to survive this.

I literally just murmured “I’ll be so glad if this week ends” to myself and my co-worker (the not asshole one) said I should take a day off or two. But hey, if I take a day off then I won’t be here to hear my asshole co-worker complain about how she never takes a day off :[

Today I was in line at the store to get myself some ice coffees and the line was huge and in the front I saw an older man talking to the cashier and another younger man stood between them and I could hear English words being said like “credit card” but also “forint” which is the Hungarian currency and the cashier shook her head then the old guy said something again to which the man between them said, in Hungarian, “I don’t know what that means” and then I was like IMMA HERO so I walked ahead and asked if I COULD HELP!?!?!?!?!? I DONT KNOW WHY I DID THAT ;_____; I WAS TIRED AFTER WORK I DONT HAVE INHIBITIONS WHEN IM TIRED

Anyway the guy wanted to know if they found his wallet in the store cause he thought he lost it by the exit but unfortunately nobody saw his wallet. The cashier thanked me but unfortunately I didn’t get to skip the line.

alright so this is gonna be really gross dont read this but do you ever spend 99.9% of your life just doing everything to avoid physical connection with Anybody even if it’s just brushing past someone on a corridor and then in the remaining .1% you just crave. intimacy. so. much.?????????????????? I just want someone to like run their fingers down my back and to snuggle with thats all i need ew ew ew ew ew ew ew gross ew

You know those commercials for sodas and sweets where someone tastes them and suddenly they’re transported to some other place like on an island or somewhere comfortable or whatever cause that’s what the taste makes them feel like? Not one taste has ever made me feel like that.

Except for the Kinder Maxi King.
Holy shit.

“Sex is the heart of everything”

UMM this is literally a report about how everyone should have sex. Please… please stop… everything is already about sex, can we not do this right now?

So my mum’s swapping her old forniture for her mum’s old furniture and here’s this guy helping her carry out the old shit which is really heavy and anyway he’s a fucking asshole cause he beats his wife and his kids but he’s literally the only person who will help us and anyway my mum has to be moderately nice to him but I DON’T MWHAHA so I’m constantly giving him the stinkeye and refuse to talk to him, I mean I can’t do more, it’s not like I can just kill him so…