I don't remember the last time that I cried, other than now. Today was rough for me, for no particular reason. The littlest stuff set me off.
The highlight was seeing my Stef friend at the library, and the big hug I got from her. It was needed.
Studied all day. I'm still not confidant.
Went to work. On the way to work, I dont' know what happened, but super abdominal cramps in my left upper quadrant. Hurt like a son of a bitch. Was not happy. Stood against a building and tried not to cry. Continued on my way, got into work, went pee, got started. I set myself up to spike the bread. Landon, my boss comes by, and re-arranges my fucking workstation. HELLO! Leave it the fuck alone, I worked faster the other way, and I don't need you to change it. There was no logical reason to change it. At all. He was even moreso in my way than if he would have left the setup alone. Throughout work, waves of nausea and little cramps happened. During first intermission, I had to leave my workstation, and splash water on my face to keep from getting sick. Landon was pissed at me for having to leave, and didn't talk to me the rest of the night except when he said "Get some sleep for tomorrow. I dont' want you grumpy" and I let him know that I wasn't grumpy, just sick. I wish someone cared.
I came home, and again, they didn't bother to save dinner for me. Every night this week... Instead, it's all packaged up in lunches. I don't have any money to eat out, and I've had bologna sandwitches all other times I've worked this week. So, fuck it.
I am so lonely. More about that in a friends only post.
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