Today was meant to be one of those days everything goes wrong... -_-
I woke up in time but somehow left home late, my bus was late, people were slow as hell and getting in my way. I missed the last subway train I needed to be on time. I was pissed at the world and I was getting even more frustrated that people I was evily staring at weren't bursting into flames.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
The Torture Chronicles - Part 6
We got another psych class this morning, it got me pretty uncomfortable because it was about social relationships and affective relationships. God knows I don't need to be reminded that I lack an elaborate social circle in my life. The one I used to have pretty much disapeared over the years and now I stand mostly alone. Meh, it's probably of my own doing or maybe it's because of circumstances I have yet to identify and analyze. I'll have to think about that one day.
This afternoon was our 1st class of commercial designing, a class where I intend to prove my worth once again as a skilled professional. But one girl got on my nerves so bad I wanted to shove her head in the wall so she'd shut the hell up. She sat in the 1st row, alone because nobody can stand her, but not looking forward. She was constantly talking and adding stuff during the teacher's explanations and kept looking at us behind her, as if we gave a damn about what she was saying. She was directly in my line of sight and I kept wanting to shove my fist in her face, rip off her tongue and redo the class's paint job with it. I whispered between my clenched teeth : "For the love of God... please someone make her shut up." The girl next to me heard me and started laughing in agreement because she really annoys everyone in the class. She's so needy for attention its beyond pathetic, its ridiculous. She even lies and makes up stuff to make us pity her. Can you spell L O S E R?
Anyway, this class is gonna be hard work. I asked for the biggest project and I got it. Let's hope I'm up to the challenge.
What's worse than being on a bus full of teenagers at peak hours? Being stuck without power on a subway train with tons of teenagers fresh out of school, yelling and screaming like they own the damn place. Thank goodness it only lasted 10 minutes... longest 10 minutes of my life!!
This afternoon was our 1st class of commercial designing, a class where I intend to prove my worth once again as a skilled professional. But one girl got on my nerves so bad I wanted to shove her head in the wall so she'd shut the hell up. She sat in the 1st row, alone because nobody can stand her, but not looking forward. She was constantly talking and adding stuff during the teacher's explanations and kept looking at us behind her, as if we gave a damn about what she was saying. She was directly in my line of sight and I kept wanting to shove my fist in her face, rip off her tongue and redo the class's paint job with it. I whispered between my clenched teeth : "For the love of God... please someone make her shut up." The girl next to me heard me and started laughing in agreement because she really annoys everyone in the class. She's so needy for attention its beyond pathetic, its ridiculous. She even lies and makes up stuff to make us pity her. Can you spell L O S E R?
Anyway, this class is gonna be hard work. I asked for the biggest project and I got it. Let's hope I'm up to the challenge.
What's worse than being on a bus full of teenagers at peak hours? Being stuck without power on a subway train with tons of teenagers fresh out of school, yelling and screaming like they own the damn place. Thank goodness it only lasted 10 minutes... longest 10 minutes of my life!!
Friday, February 8, 2008
Cheating or not cheating, that is the question
So I'm talking to this guy I met the other day; he's been married for several years, has a kid and another on the way. Practicing the ancient art of sublety everyone knows I master, I ask him :
"You ever cheat on your wife?"
He answers right away :
"No! Of course not!"
A minute goes by and he adds :
"Does buying a blowjob counts as cheating?"
Being a bit dazed by this question I reply :
"Buying as in paying for the services of a whore buying?"
"Errr, well yeah, how else am I gonna get one?!"
"...................."
Hmm... would that be considered cheating I wonder...
Duh! - No man, I'm sure your wife would totally approve. *rolls eyes*
"You ever cheat on your wife?"
He answers right away :
"No! Of course not!"
A minute goes by and he adds :
"Does buying a blowjob counts as cheating?"
Being a bit dazed by this question I reply :
"Buying as in paying for the services of a whore buying?"
"Errr, well yeah, how else am I gonna get one?!"
"...................."
Hmm... would that be considered cheating I wonder...
Duh! - No man, I'm sure your wife would totally approve. *rolls eyes*
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
The Torture Chronicles - Part 5
Today was open doors at school, in other words : teenager HELL. The place was crawling with yelling, running, annoying high school teens visiting us probably to check out if life beyond high school would be better than prison. More than once I strongly had to resist the sudden urge to trip one of them or push one down the stairs.
The uproar from this semester's new students was even worse than usual. Enough to cause me a headache for the entire day. I swear the tylenols I took today didn't do shit but the minute I stepped outside with my music playing in my ears, the pain was gone.
I think I may be allergic to teenagers...
Do they have a pill for that? Oh, of course they do, its called BIRTH CONTROL PILLS!
The uproar from this semester's new students was even worse than usual. Enough to cause me a headache for the entire day. I swear the tylenols I took today didn't do shit but the minute I stepped outside with my music playing in my ears, the pain was gone.
I think I may be allergic to teenagers...
Do they have a pill for that? Oh, of course they do, its called BIRTH CONTROL PILLS!
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