Pardon my French

You have been warned this will not have G rated language. With that said...

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I hate this. I hate waiting on a check that we were told was mailed on Tuesday. Yeh, here it is Friday with no effing check. We need to get formula, diapers and wipes. We are supposed to be going to a football game tomorrow. Tickets have already been paid for and we need to pay back my aunt tomorrow. Yet, here we are... fucking broke. I don't understand why this happens. It is like it happens every fucking time we have something planned. I am upset. I get to look like the poor ass to my family. I don't even want to show my face to be honest. I am going to go crawl into a hole.