I quit

So like the title says I quit. I don't know what to say or what to do. I can't make anyone happy any longer. So I'm done. I missed a concert that I was told about once. No one reminded me, it wasn't brought up twice. I have been busier than anyone will ever believe and if it didn't involve a test or a project then yes I forgot about it. Although no one told me twice.

Then a friend takes her bad day out on me. So have a bad week and take it out on me. HIP HIP GO TO HELL. I'm sick of being peoples outlet. I'm not going to take it anymore. I'm so sick of being the perverbiale punching bag.

I can never seem to be right. Even though I know what I'm talking about. I know this, because I have friends who do it. But once agian I'm wrong. So lets just be really honest here. I suck at life and quiting is my best option. Yeah there it's all fixed.

And now it's my fault, that the big brothers and sisters lady has to come over and make sure that there is no drugs in the house and it's such a big inconvience to my mother. Because all she cares about is her. I'm so sick of people only caring about themsevles. I'm so sick of people telling me what's wrong with my life or what's not the best idea to be doing. I wish that I could just live my life and let things go.

Alright I feel better now that I have vented. I guess it was just one of those things that build up and then well, released......