Keeping Busy

So it has been about a week, and I have been very busy mostly working. I really do enjoy working at my current job. It keeps me busy, and kills time which I love. The co-workers I really enjoy, though the assistant manager is done on Friday, and that makes me quite sad.
My father came up, and visited me today. :) We put together a bookshelf together. This one is put together correctly unlike the one I left back home. We also went out for lunch. I was really glad my father came to see me.
Lately I have had trouble getting up in the morning. It has been rather cold in the morning which is really odd for June. I also keep changing my alarm to pm, instead of am, which is really annoying if I don't realize it.
I forgot to mention I do not have an iPod at the moment, I was so tired out one night after working both jobs I left it in my pocket, and put it in the wash. Was I ever upset. I put it in rice, but since it is still under warranty I inquired for service. I just sent it away Friday after fighting with the delivery company because they do not listen. They were suppose to hold the package, and not send it anywhere on the third attempt because I knew I would be at work, and they did. I had to travel way out to the industrial park almost in the next town on my day off.
I did take this chance to stop in at an Asian grocery store which was a great adventure. While I was waiting for the cab a nice gentleman who was there gave me a meat bun, needless to say it was really nice, and he didn't have to. I will go back when I have the chance though.

Something is Always Wrong

I am in so much pain, physically, emotionally, mentally.
Physically it came from work, where else would it come from. The playplace door was swinging today, and it came back, and smacked me in the back several times. Headaches. Physically ill most of the time. Sleeping? Forget about it. Maybe for a few hours but I'm rolling around, or up way to early with little sleep. Tylenol isn't working. This might require a trip to outpatients, or a clinic.
Emotionally, and mentally something is always going on.
I'm always fighting with work. I'm always getting yelled at for something, usually stupid.... No one ever listens when I speak. The usual. I get cut hours a lot. It's because I'm new, and not well liked. Am I ever liked wherever I go?
I work myself hard, extremely hard because there is nothing else for me to do.
The only thing ever on my mind is problems.
I'm on probation with student loans.... Because I didn't finish second year at Mount Allison.... I have to do well this year. I plan on working hard. If I make it that far...
I've got two people visiting me. One is actually one of my one, and only friends who sticks by me. The other girl, well... she's pushing her luck.... I have to work, but that doesn't give her the right to help ourselves to our fridge, I never said she could. She is also quite loud.... To loud for me.
I finally bought some decent groceries. The farmer's market is excellent for eggs, and bread.
I feel like an idiot for telling that guy that he is cute. It's not like what I used to do but whatever. I don't really know anyone here, and they sure don't know me. I don't like believing in people much either.
So much going on, so much faking happiness. It's ripping me to shreds.