Sometimes I wish I wouldn't hate my life so much...

I hate this routine and I hate my job. I don't want to go. And now the person who's in charge of the website is leaving and putting everything on my desk. Now I've got this huge responsibility. Not that I'm getting paid any better, oh no. Instead, they won't let me go if I want to... and I'll have to instruct newbies... FUCK. I hate my life!!! And now I'll only hang around again because we're way too much at the office on Wednesday! ARGH!!! And still they're giving me a hard time when I say I want to work less in the following weeks since my girlfriend is coming to see me. Bloody Hell!!!