I always feel this need to please everyone at all times. And I always manage to fail and have everyone get mad at me. So, the past 24 hours have led me to this point. Where I can already tell what a horrible day this is going to be and I am crying uncontrollably. I have to go into work half an hour early because Pam wants to talk to me about closing, even though I thought I did a really good job. So, I fail at my job. Apparently my self worth is measured by how much I make and if I live on my own. And I'm a terrible friend.

Let the 'Brittany sucks' fest continue.