too blah to come up with a title (don't read if you're in a good mood)

So I know it has to be super depressing to read my blog. All that I seem to write about is how much I hate grading or how tired I am. I'd love to write about the awesome day I had off or the fun time I had with my friends or even that I caught up on all the laundry but I can't. My life has become nothing but grades, ungrateful brats, stupid people, my hell hole of a job, and sleep. That's it. When I see my friends it's at work and they're usually sick or in a bad mood cause our jobs suck. The days that they are in awesome spirits are the days that I see them for 15 mins and I'm in too bad of a mood to even lift my head. I'm really starting to feel awful. My allergies have been kicking my butt and I've been in such an awful mood that my boyfriend has sought help from his friends on 'why I'm mad at him.' It's just that I have monday and wednesday nights off from my job but those nights I have to make sure everything's graded or I just fall asleep. I see no one but my boyfriend and sometimes I don't even see him. I come home on monday and wednesday, change out of my clothes, eat something, grade something, and fall asleep at 7 or 8. Now I'm not sure if my body is just that tired or if my thyroid is really dying to the point that my energy is non-existent or maybe I'm starting to get depressed. I just know that I don't like the way this is all going. I'm arguing with my boyfriend about how I never see him but we live together. I see him everyday. Am I going crazy? Then sometimes when I am at work and there's people around all I can think about is being alone. And sometimes when I am at home all I want is to be around my friends. It's now getting to a point that when I'm at school and work I want to strangle someone and when I'm at home I want to crawl in a hole to escape. See I'm a really happy person. Most people would, or use to, describe me as peppy. Now I'm just tired and boring and blah. Everyday I wake up wishing that today was tomorrow. I'm wasting days by hoping that I'll be less tired, have less work, or somehow escape from now if I could just get in reach of tomorrow. Sad thing is: most of the time tomorrow is just as bad. Sorry for the depressing post. And no I don't need anyone to feel bad or sorry for me. The reason I wrote this is because writing my feelings helps me rationalize and explore myself and since this blog is about my experience as a student teacher and 30 hr/wk retail associate I figured I might as well have this down to display part of the experience thus far. Who knows, maybe there's another teacher out there who will feel better just knowing that someone else is struggling with them.