Ever

I think I have the worst luck, of anyone I know. I mean, I may not, and I may be exaggerating. But I really think it's true. I have felt like so much crap for the past forever. There are periods in which I am decently happy, because let's face it, shit happens, but so does good stuff. But gosh, I sure get a lot of the crap.

In the past week:

1. I have realized that none of the girls that I have the slightest fancy on have any feelings towards me being anything other than a friend. That's okay, but still kind of sad. I'll just get over that, like I have been; it isn't the worst.
2. I am still in financial trouble. No new news, but gosh, it's getting kind of old. I really just want to get out of this pit of negative money that I am in.
3. It doesn't help that I lost my scholarship too. I'm still trying, but I really don't expect much. My mentor has high hopes, but I just don't really see anything changing. If it does, then it is because God grasps the heart of the woman in charge and makes her give it back.
4. I got in a wreck today. I was at a red light, it turned green, I went, and a woman charged though (her) red light, right into my door. My door is trash, and we couldn't get the car started, but I don't think there is too much engine trouble. Jasmine looks like crap, but I think that she will make it out of the body shop just fine.
5. I just feel so drained and so blah recently.

So, things are going great. I got my new job, and will be officially trained and on the floor by myself Thursday. That's my good news.