girlfiend

As the days pass I become increasingly intolerant. I hate people. I hate people who yell at the TV during football games. I hate the parents of the kids who don’t do a goddamn thing especially when said parents don’t show up for back to school night. I hate being the only Jewish girl surrounded by my colleagues discussing why they do or don’t teach CCD. I especially hate the teacher who teaches CCD because he felt guilty about something. I hate hating things. I hate being honest when it makes things worse. I hate lying about things I shouldn’t have to lie about. I hate when I forget to eat and I get a headache, but it’s 11.30 at night and I don’t want to go to the effort of making something to eat when I should be in bed. I hate feeling obligated to attend staff outings especially when these outings are late on a Monday. I hate going to work on Mondays. I hate that I haven’t been to yoga since Wednesday. I really hate doing cardio. Fuck cardio. I hate my career choice. I hate feeling anxious all of the time. I hate people who don’t look you in the eye. I hate weak handshakes. I hate everything right now.