| Noose... |
Hoo-fucking-ray.
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Here I am, at work, at this piece of shit computer that never does anything right. It is slow as hell and turns off at random points in time just because it doesn't feel like being on anymore. I hate this machine...
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And that is what I do all day. I sit here and stay pissed off at a computer that is full of porn involving my boss and his girlfriends. And I don't even get paid. I get commission, and so far that has earned me jack shit.
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I hate this job, but if I make even one sale, I am good to go for a long time.
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College is coming soon. I can't wait. I can't wait to get the fuck out of here that is. I don't think I have ever been this anxious...
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I am hungry. I am tired of drinking the office water. I think the guy that brings us water everyday should put some Kool-Aid or something in there for a change. I fucking hate water...
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I need to start reading again. I haven't read anything for a long time, and everytime I see a book, I find some excuse not to read it.
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I can't wait for tomorrow. My uncle owes me a sandwich for recovering his email. Loser...
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I don't want to be here right now. I don't want to be here most of the time, actually...
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I can't wait for Friday. I really can't wait. There isn't anything special going on, but Friday means I don't have to come to work the next day, or the day after.
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I think I might update later today, if I get around to it...
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Dear diary,
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I think I don't like myself...