A Series of Unfortunate Events

After watching my behaviour towards people and myself the past few days, I decided to find out why I was being so irritable and annoyed. I have been stressed out lately about my job as a mere fast food employee. Those jobs can be terribly stressful in many ways I have realized over the past few months of suppression.
When I began school in August, I believe every day I worked, I considered quitting, forever. One of the reasons behind my thoughts was because the first Friday of school, I had to work, and also all of Saturday evening. Being a teenager, there are some things in this life that one cannot live without. One of the most important ones is Friday and Saturday night, because it is the only evening you don't have homework, and you can do whatever you want. But instead of relaxation, I spent the best days of the week in prison.
After that weekend, I could not think of work without feeling anger and contempt. I knew that the next time I looked at that dreaded schedule, they would give me the same stupid schedule. To my surprize, I had actually asked for those days off, and I was free for a weekend. (Although I was called a few times to come back.) This gave me a bit of time to relax and tell myself that everything was alright, but the past few (wow, one of them just called) weeks have been frustrating.
Well, there's my main reason for being stressed, which causes me to be annoying and complainy. There are other reasons, one of them being that tonight, a FRIDAY NIGHT, I have a meeting at my work. I mean, who in their right mind would ever schedule a meeting at 8:30 on a Friday night? Also, because of my irritability because of these things, I get annoyed very easily by some of my friends, and the things they do piss me off. I know this is not right, complaining to my friends for the wrong doings of my employer, and other people that get on my nerves, but I have realized if I keep all my anger in, I will be a much worse person.
But one of the most painful reasons why I am so grumpy is because I do not get acknowledged for my talents and abilities. Orange knows what I'm talking about. This happened today at school, and the whole reason behind this I blame on...well that's not very nice, I guess partly me, but if not for a certain series of unfortunate events, I would have not ended up in this miserable stupor, writing this painful essay.
I believe what I have learned over the past few days is that I just have to suck it up and forgive people for being idiots. Maybe if I act nicer, I'll be happier, or just if life suddenly becomes fair.