I am NOT happy...

As you can tell... I am not happy, and it is completely and utterly my fault! I have gone through a lot of changing lately! A lot. Allow me to catch you up.

1.) New job
2.) New city/new place
3.) Allowed myself to like someone.
4.) New dog!!!

Now allow me to tell you why almost all of these have blown up in my face!

1.) Hate it! Totally different than my old job, the one I loved, enjoyed and really didn't feel like I was working. I was constantly learning, doing, and using my skills for which I paid a shit ton of money to learn! Now my day consists of these phrases repeated endlessly... "Your all finished! Surgery is over." "What can I get you to drink?" Do you want saltines, graham crackers, or club crackers?" "I'll give you a pain pill then it will almost be time to go!" "Bye, take care!" That is all...

2.) New city... Love it. Price? Hate it. I will have you know moving here has doubled ALL of my bills. Rent, doubled. Utilities, doubled. Cable, don't know how, but doubled. New place, very nice in a ghetto sort of way... Lol! Here less than 48 hrs and the cops and 2 ambulances were at the place below me following a screaming match. Someone left on a stretcher... Did I mention rent has doubled?

3.) Allowing myself to like someone... Bit me in the ass! Surprise. Ladies I am begging you, if your head and your heart tell you 2 different things, listen to your head! That is why you think with your brain, and not your heart. There are no "heart waves telling you to breath, last time I checked. Would the only organ that is telling you to breath so that you stay alive really steer you wrong? Thank you, case in point!

4.) My little Oliver! The only thing not currently going wrong! He is a beautiful loving golden doodle! His name is Oliver Declan Edwards (he's irish and doesn't even know it-minus the last name, and I'm not even sure Oliver is irish.. probably not! I try and speak to him in an irish accent, but it seems to come out in broken British!)

Oh yeah, I finally got a fire under my butt about going back to school to find out that I missed the deadline and it will be at least another 2 years before I could even possibly get in! Nice!!!

So here is to a prosperous new ****-ing (insert bad word of your choice, preferably the one that starts with "f") year!

It can only get better, right! :-/