It was not a good day. I am very tired and discouraged. It is essential that the first day, and the first week, be very strong and positive, and this day was neither. I tried so hard, and it was awful.
I really hate my job, and I feel like crying.
If you know any millionaires who would like to marry me, please send them my way so I can quit.
I just wish I had someone who loved me, so I could cry on his shoulder and he would tell me that everything will be alright.
Okay, pity party over.