In a melody of tears while the rhythm of the rain keeps time

I'm getting so done with things. I'm so done with not having my own room. It's been 6 fucking months, and it's still probably gonna be another month. If I had known it was gonna be this long, I would have found somewhere else to live for a while. This is the worst. 

I'm so done with school. There's only a month left and it's gonna be a struggle to get myself to push through it and finish strong. I'm just so done, my mind is ready to check out. Like its so bad I'm actually somewhat considering taking a semester off. Because oofta. 

I'm so done with work. I've come up on my 3 year anniversary with that place but damn. I'm definitely going through those thoughts of quitting again. It would just be nice to occasionally be shown appreciation for all I do, ya know? I don't need a constant pat on the back by any means but I don't know that I've ever really had anyone in upper management tell me I'm doing a good job. And that just kinda wears on  me. It's definitely true that people don't quit jobs, they quit bosses/managers. And I mean the assistants are great and the rest of my like "peers" of coworkers are good too. It's the uppers that make me feel like quitting. Except for store director, him and I are cool. So yeah. Will I end up quitting? Probably not, but I want to. 

So basically I can't wait for May (in most aspects). Hopefully I'll get my room then, school will be done, and I'm not sure how much I'll be working cuz of everything going on. Just gotta tough it out