I want headphones, too. No not those skimpy earplug kind, I want the big ones that resemble the ones djs wear. I remember using Eustace’s and I experienced the best sound quality of my life. I couldn’t hear any outside sounds, those kind of headphones are god.
Yes, thank you. I Like that. Thumbs up. Woot. I got an A in my Consumerism in America class. I am very happy.
There is a membership advisor here at work that will not leave me alone. A little while ago he started calling me “sunshine”, but in a jerk-like manner. I told him about how since I was young my mother has called me her sunshine. His reply was, “I only call you that because you’re not one”. Jerk. So I left it alone, but he hasn’t stopped. Then, today this happened; There have been other instances before this one where he feels the need to make comments and I reply in the same way. I don’t get it. What don’t you understand? I don’t like you, as a person, leave me alone. I feel like I need to take it up with the managers or something before I let my temper get the best of me an lose my job over this prick.
M.A: Oh, look it’s sunshine
I look at him and say nothing
He stands in front of the desk and stares at me
I look up and I guess he mistakes my look for a smile
M.A: That’s bettter… you need to get rid of that little attitude sunshine.
Me: I don’t have to get rid of anything.
M.A: I don’t like it.
Me: Thank god I’m not here to make you happy.
I’m hardly on, but you can still add me if you like.
Even if I might think other dudes are attractive, my piece is still the most handsome, and that’s the way it should be.
For my final essay of the semester for World Humanities, or what I should call the key to freedom, I have to write about a character either in any of the books or movies that we read/saw this semester that we feel we can relate to the most. I chose Susanna from Girl, Interrupted. I can never write papers, I hit mental blocks even when it’s something I want to write about. I was supposed to get it done Monday like I said I would, but it is now Wednesday and I did a paragraph. My procrastination always gets the best of me. I guess that’s better than nothing, but I wish I could say I was completely done now. I feel like I can only produce papers under pressure meaning the day before. This papers due at 12 midnight tomorrow and I’m trying to do it at work now, but I’m so tired. I don’t feel any motivation to produce. I have to force myself and pretend it’s due tonight in order to make this happen. It’s such an interesting topic, too, the best paper of the semester. I need some green tea in my life.
