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I hate having to title things. I really do. That's why the face thing is up there. Anyway. My dreams have changed slightly. Im not dreaming about sexual things anymore, but more like things are attacking me, and stuff. Course, I have been stressed as all hell at work lately, I've been looking for a second job to try and make up for everything else, and trying to maintain a household too. Thank God I don't have kids. I would have a meltdown. I wouldn't be able to handle it all, especially not all at once.  Work Stress: I am not getting enough hours to even pay for my basic needs anymore. I was scheduled 3 days this week and only 2 days next week and only 4 hours per day. I'm drowning. I can't afford to put gas in my car, and feed myself, and keep working these hours. So I've been searching for a second job to work, but of course thanks to Bush and him having his head so far up his ass he fucked the whole country.... we're in a recession, and jobs aren't readily available anymore.  Home Stress:  I come home from working with a variation of anywhere from 67 children to 43 children in the days I do work, and not the first one of them has any sense. -sigh- They don't listen, the don't cooperate, and they expect the world ( I know, the JOY of children -gags) Anyway, what makes it stressful for us teachers is almost any form of discipline is considered child abuse now, so our hands are tied. We aren't allowed to stand them in a corner, make them write sentences, sit them with their heads down, NOTHING. Yet these parents come into the center and wonder why the kids are running rampant. Hmmmmm lemme seee... maybe cause YOURE TRYING To BE THEIR FRIEND NOT THEIR PARENT< AND THEY'RE SPOILED LITTLE DEMONS!!!!  Financial Stress: I just went looking at wedding dresses last month, and I made a contract agreement with the bridal shop to pay what I could when I could, and with these hours, that isn't much, and to top that off I have to have it paid off in 6 months. -sigh- Plus gas is ever rising (Thank you again you cocksucking son of a bitch, oh, I mean Mr. President) so it's harder and harder to keep gas in the car. Plus, the tires on the car need to be replaced, the engine needs servicing, and even groceries have gone up in prices. I'm drowning with no way out.   General Stress:At the end of last month I found out my Aunt Therea is dying, shes in the hospital in critical condition. My cousin Warren just went in for surgery to repair a birth deect that runs in our family. My Aunt Rosie on my dad's side is dying, and not expected to live to see September. My grandmother is tryint to take care of her, but of course forgetting to maintain her own health, so she's deteriorating, and I'm so helpless. I can't help them, any of them. To top all of that off.. coming up on September 22, 2008 my Grandfather will have been gone for a year already. He passed last year from liver cancer, and we've been grieving ever since.    Today's Stress: I've been crying all day, since I got home. I pulled into the driveway after work and I was like a zombie. I finally got into the house, and was still a freaking zombie. I need help, but I dont know how to help myself this time.