Post something that made you UNHAPPY today.

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Sorry to hear your overall welfare did not start off to well which has caused you great difficulty.

I saw a different guy there & he couldn't find it. He looked for it a while & then asked me if I had something else that showed the tracking cuz the carrier's handwriting was hard to read. I showed him the text update I got that said the notice was left. He wrote it down & looked for it a while some more. He then called the carrier station & had them look for it. They couldn't find it either. The guy then asked me to write down my phone number & said they'll investigate it & mentioned that they'll call the nearby post-offices incase it went to the wrong one. I'm not really expecting it to turn up at this point. It's probably alittle too soon for me to contact Amazon to get another one shipped. I really hope the other things I have ordered won't get lost. Maybe I'll complain on USPS website but I'll do that after abit more time has passed & I still haven't gotten it.

I have been so busy lately.

Nothing so far.

Gained a few pounds and diagnosed with carpal tunnel meaning I have to wear a splint for six months! It's hard to type with it on, and that's part of my job description

Nothing yet.

Missed classes because of a meltdown.

OMG

I broke a pot that I borrowed from my mom, she is going to be pissed

I hope she never ask for it back

Also noob mistake, I haven't been cooking long but I know better then to put cold water in a hot pot. I saw that coming and still got cut to pieces

I am an idiot

We all make such mistakes from time to time...

I am apparently failing all classes except for one, and there's only a week to get all my stuff turned in
to bring my grade up.

Busy life.

I bought a cable modem on eBay at the beginning of this week. I have a PayPal card that is selected as my default payment method & I double check to make sure when checking out. For some reason PayPal screwed up & charged my bank instead of my card. I didn't have enough money in my bank & got charged $32 & something cents for insufficient funds. I got a notification from my bank today & it said they will automatically try to process the payment again in 3 days. I got my SSDI check today so hopefully the payment will go through. I just sent the seller a message about it. This explains why the modem hasn't shipped yet.

Memories of last January and February are slowly creeping up on me. I know I've got to be strong and keep away from the energy drinks. I have an out of the body feeling keeping those memories at bay. I also feel like that tin German soldier fighting against the world. Being expected to be feminine all my life has turned me inside out over the past 11 months. I like the results. I think my Schultz helmet looks cute on me. I never lived down to those stupid expectations, anyways. There there was once a Red Kink, now stands a Blue Soldier.

I'm just depressed as s**t today. Sometimes I wish I could take a big eraser to my life and just start over.

I woke up in a bitchy mood this morning, after the f!cking drunk called me 3 times in 2 minutes (Geez, can't a guy go to the bathroom to piss without him calling ad nauseum and leaving nasty messages to call him this instant?). He was going to take the bus to my place, so he could do further landscaping work for a guy that lives in the Mason-Dixon Line area. I call him back and tell him I need to come to York on business (it's also disability check day, and he owes me $150.00). He calls me back, and tells me to pick up a bottle of Bars-Leak, to pour down the truck radiator of a girl he's currently f!cking (He thinks he's the black Don Juan). Well, once I got to her place, he takes the Bars-Leak and tells me to leave, and call him in 1/2 hour. I head to the nearest Wal-Mart, and waste a half hour, looking for an item they don't stock. I call this putt back, and he tells me go see a movie, or something because he's still f!cking this girl. I finally had enough, and went looking for a car wash, since, as usual, he leaves all his trash and cigarette ashes all over the car. No sooner than I pull in the driveway, he calls me and raises hell with me for going home, and not calling him. (And my shrink wonders why I want to take an oak 2x4 to this guy's head.). He wants to go to the bank, at their main branch downtown. His bank has a branch 3 blocks from where he lives, but he gets bitchy with me, with "Hey, f!ckhead, you know damn well I don't have any ID (since he lost his license on a DWI until October 2017), and the downtown branch already know who I am." So I fight afternoon rush to get him to that branch before closing at 5:00PM. The county government building is right across the street from his branch. There was no one parked in front of the county building, and there were no parking signs on the meters. I'm sitting there for 5 minutes, and along comes the cop, telling me to move it or else. I tried explaining to the officer a friend just went across the street to the bank, and will be right out. Again I was told move it, or else. As soon as I begin to pull out, the drunk comes out of the bank, and starts cursing me because I was leaving without him. I screamed back the cops told me move it, or else. He tells me meet him in the Wells Fargo bank parking lot, which is right next door to the county building. So I head to the next street downtown that is NOT one way only, turn south, then turn on Mason Alley, as far as Court Alley (which dead ends behind the county building). In the meantime, I have this white pickup tailgating me, blowing his horn, flashing his headlights, and flipping me the bird. I got to the stop sign behind the county building, and flipped the pickup the bird. I try to turn left behind the county building, which begins a one way--do not enter, and another cop appears, saw me give the other driver the finger and tells me I can't enter. I tell the officer I want to get to the Wells Fargo Parking lot. He lets me pass, then comes back over and writes me a ticket and tells me to lose the attitude. The drunk eventually gets to my car, and blames me for everything that went wrong, calling me a f**kup, a ret*d, and everything else under the sun. "Think, next time you f!cking fat as*hole." I melted down, and went John Woo on his black ass. I was so mad, I literally couldn't see. We got back to his place, after hitting Wendy'a (why he was so hungry, after all the cunninlingus he performed that afternoon, is beyond me), the state liquor store, the beer distributor, the tobacco shop, and the local weed dealer), he pays me my $150.00, plus $200.00 to pay a junk yard in the southern end of the county to put a new transmission in his piece of junk truck. I ran that payment down to the junkyard.

I hope the jackass doesn't call me for a ride tomorrow, because I just might "borrow" my roommate and his revolver (he's a PA State Trooper) and go after this jackass.

You are so young! you can in a way start over. You can't erase aspergers I'm afraid, but you have almost your whole life ahead of you, so it's not to late to change path is what I mean On the other hand I don't know you, so I don't know what options you have and so on... I hope I don't make you more depressed with this post