This has been one, shitty, long ass summer.
Seems like any time I get excited for something, either it doesn't happen or something else decides to mess it up. And I'm too stubborn to learn to stop being excited.
For example, I was looking forward to a good summer. Had a shitty week, and at the end of the week I decided things were going to get better. 30 minutes later I crashed my car and totaled it.
Finally get to see boyfriend after a month, ask for days off 1 1/2 weeks in advance. Get scheduled to work those days anyway. Thankfully I managed to swing getting replacements for those days (Much to my manager's upset and getting grumpy, thu