I have nothing to complain about,

but I know i'll still complain.

I don't know why I'm not as upbeat as I used to be lately. It's not really bothering me, but it's just something i've noticed. I get stressed out more over little things, get bummed easier, and don't care as much about things I used to. Maybe it's just growing up or maybe I'm letting more things bother me that I used to just brush off. For example, I used to not care about going to work at 6am on Sundays. Now by Thursday I'm already in a bitter state of mind because I know I have to work at 6am on Sunday, and because of that my "nice" attitude and pma level's drop. I've been finding myself having more "Larry David" moments, where I get stuck on one little thing and put a lot of energy into being pissed off at it rather than just moving on. For example, today I came home from the mall and my sister had parked her car in the middle of the fucking driveway, so I had to make a uturn and park on the curb. It wasn't a big deal, but I made it seem like a huge deal. My mom asked me how my day was and I replied with, "great, until I came home and saw Erika's car in the middle of the driveway." Then an hour or so later I went to the grocery store with my dad and he said I seemed upset and I told him, "maybe I wouldn't be if I didn't have to park on the curb." Just shit like that, I should probably learn to not get so worked up over nothing. A lot of people have way bigger problems than me and all I seem to ever do is complain about little things.