G is Angry

I fucking hate the fact that i am going to work, work and WORK my holidays away.
I regret saying Yes to working there, i will never agree again.
I'd rather work my parent's shop for the same amount of money.
At least i'm in a place i am comfortable and familiar with.
Now i'm stucked in a place i feel so stressed in.
No laughter/fun/food/phones/entertainment allowed.
Need to call my family like each time i go different places
Making me hate my life so much.
I'd rather look after my twins at home and go crazy.
I'd rather go back to school.

I HATE MY HOLIDAYS.
FML.

I wish i was freeeeeeee, freeeeeee, freeeeeee and had all the freeeeeeeeedommm.
You know what i hate the most?
To be forced/threatened to do things or ordered around.
cb.