Frustrated.

Today I was frustrated, and I'm not sure why. It was nobodies fault really, sometimes I just want to bite peoples heads off. Here's my list of hate and frustration:

BOYFRIENDS. Who ever came up with the stupid idea anyway?

Journalism, and the people therein.

Money. Always money.

Seminary. Or lack thereof. My alarm clock did not go off for the second day in a row. So what if I'm one of those 'Molly Mormon' girls. I love seminary, and going without it for two days in a row SUCKS.

Sweatshirts. I'm wearing one, and it makes me look like a hobo.

People who don't pay attention to me.

People who pretend to pay attention to me.

My non-sopranoness.

Okay, I think I'm going to need anger management or something. This whole thing is terrible negative, but I had to get it off my back.

The End.