I think I’m beginning to dislike weekends more and more and more… I definitely need something to occupy my time.  I can’t sit alone with my own thoughts for 2 days straight.  I’m far too deep and emotional of a person to do that without becoming seriously depressed.  I can’t stand the thought of being alone and miserable for 2 days straight.  I’m pretty much sad and annoyed until I get back to work and focused on something other than my own reality… like 1000 other people’s reality for instance.  I’m really really really good at faking emotions, but I don’t want to have to fake it anymore.  I want my smile to be real and meaningful.  I’m tired of being everyone’s afterthought – and I’m not going to apologize for probably being a complete b*tch soon.  If that’s what it takes to get myself seen and heard, then so be it.  Rawr.