tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-591783060587897842011-04-21T17:05:55.881-05:00Candihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07144224353927435226noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59178306058789784.post-40334016719480354882008-02-09T00:47:00.000-06:002008-02-09T01:20:32.548-06:00<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:courier new;" >Today was kinda rough. I didn't want to go to work. I have found that I really hate what I do and I want to try and better myself. My little sister is turning 14 the weekend and I feel she is better than me already. I feel like she has made my parents proud and I never have. I am tired of being the way I am. My parents were never very religious people until just recently. My mom found god after a doctor found a blood clot in her leg. I feel like no one has ever believed in me. My little sister is the "best child". She bows down to my parents so quickly. I cant do that. I never want to be that way. I am tired of being used and taken advantage of. I want to be appreciated for who I am and who I became. I followed my parents dream of becoming a hairstylist. My mom wanted to do that all her life. I decided to do that for the first 6 years that I worked. I am tired of customer service. I hate grumpy people. I hate people that don.t understand that it wasn't my fault. People are so critical. I wish the world would just lighten up.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/59178306058789784-4033401671948035488?l=tigerlily2004.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Candihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07144224353927435226noreply@blogger.com0