I hate summer. Really. When my mind is still enough for me to sleep, the heat is doing its damndest to keep me awake.

My sis left to live in melbourne on monday, still am not letting myself even think about it, not really. It just hurts, makes me want to curl up in a ball and not go anywhere.

Onbe of the RNs at work is giving me the creeps, keeps giving me a hug. I mean, wtf. Yes you saw me break down, panic till I couldn't breath and just about passed out but dont ever ****ing tuch me. I hate being touched. I just, and he *GRRRRS*

I dont know if it is me being paranoid and over reacting. *tantrum*

I just *FGRRRRR*