-Ever since I got home from work I have had a headache that won't go away. It is just right on my forehead ya it just hurts. I was having a good night at work but I hate when people say things that are so not true. I have a good job and I do my job. Sometimes I wish I had more confidence in myself to stand up for what I believe in and defend myself but I don't. I hate people who sit around and say things about other people when they have no idea what it is like to be in their shoes. In a two week time period I work 11 out of the 14 I mean who does that. At my work especially. Most people only work 7 out of 14. I am not complaining but when people go and tell someone that I don't do my job it pisses me off she doesn't know what it is like. I work 2 jobs at the hospital. Food service and then diet aide. I also work every weekend. I guess you would have to work were I do for any of this that I am saying to make sense but oh well. The girl I am talking about has been trying to make my life hell for the longest time and is two faced. What did I do to her. Did I actually have some good things going for me, I mean is that so bad to have something good going. I am just so mad. I wish I could just go up to her and say gawd listen to yourself you piece of shit. Get over yourself. Stop making my life a living hell just because yours isn't the way you want it to be or so it seems b/c of the way you are acting. You go behind not only my back but others and say some pretty hurtful things. I do my job and have been all my life I don't go behind peoples back and I don't talk about them the way you do. Your life may not be perfect but if you would look around then you would see that no ones life is and you need to take another look in the mirror get over whatever power trip you want to be on and leave. I am sick and tired of you pushing me and my good friends around. If I would be able to say something like that to her I would be happy b/c let me tell you hell would probably freeze over or something. I wish as Erica always says tell her about herself. It is good to know that I have people to back me up though. I don't know why I am letting her get the best of me b/c she is not worth the tears that came out of my eyes or even this diary entry because to me she is not worth any of it and never will be. stu