what were u expecting?

tried taking the earlier bus today (8:25am) b/c i have a lot of crap due today... work owns me. so i got to the stop at 8:20. left my jacket at home.. but the cold wind felt good. like it woke me up... gave me life and freed me from this bondage called work. that has been my life for all of september, averaging 11hrs/day.

so the bus didn't come at 8:25. maybe it's late.. or maybe it came early and i missed it. no biggie.. just wait. come 8:40.. still no bus.. and no 8:40bus. come 9am, no bus. the wind is biting into me... i'm cold. i go back and grab my jacket and come out at 9:05... wait till 9:15am... no bus. i probably missed the bus when i went back in. i wait till 9:30 and call my cousin... she takes me to bart.

swearing in text cannot contain or explain my rage. my heart is cold and bitter... my soul is angry yet defeated.

i don't feel like praising God... i don't feel like finishing my sister's wedding card (her wedding already happened)... i don't want to buy a house b/c that means i'll be locked into working. my life feels meaningless right now.