Today (yesterday, 11/28/08) was a day that started great but got perpetually worse as the hours passed by. It was an ordeal and it feels like last week already.
I woke up to find out that my parents bought a new TV from Black Friday shopping. I won't really be using it, but it's still good news!
Lenry Huu stopped by to wish me a Happy Late-Thanksgiving and we had a great lunch. Then I went to work.
Things started off really well. I was breezing through work without any trouble until my first break. I got so hungry and I couldn't get any food so I had to eat sun chips. Then when I got back to work, my breath stank. But I was getting to know a few more of my co-workers so I didn't mind much.
My next break, I was even more hungry and now there was nothing to eat but chocolate! I'm not a big fan of chocolate, but food is food.
Conversation got dull and suddenly I became that guy who was talking about random things just to cease the silence. And I hate being that guy. So I stopped talking.
After that, work was just lame and dull and I was annoyed by the tedious labor.
When I got off work, I missed the shuttle so I walk halfway to the lot. The I saw the bus so I turn around and walk back. The bus ride only took like 10 minutes but I was so irritated at that point it felt like 30.
I drive to Kevin's double back to pick up a friend and I try to get some cognac from my house. My brother gives me shit and I had to manhandle him out of the way just so I could walk out the house.
I can't drink 'cause I had an empty belly and I had to drive home. The house is packed full of loud drunk people and being surrounded by drunks when you're sober is super lame. All the cool people left and there were some unsavory people who I did not care to see or hear but saw and heard all the same.
During the drive home, loneliness sets in and when I get back to finally get some food, there's only one slice of pumpkin pie left (which is my favorite).
Ugh I'm too fucking tired to even complain anymore.
Just the most annoying day ever. I feel like I just spent the day with myself. I'm going to bed (hopefully).
P.S. Miserable at a party-- how much more pathetic can you get?
I woke up to find out that my parents bought a new TV from Black Friday shopping. I won't really be using it, but it's still good news!
Lenry Huu stopped by to wish me a Happy Late-Thanksgiving and we had a great lunch. Then I went to work.
Things started off really well. I was breezing through work without any trouble until my first break. I got so hungry and I couldn't get any food so I had to eat sun chips. Then when I got back to work, my breath stank. But I was getting to know a few more of my co-workers so I didn't mind much.
My next break, I was even more hungry and now there was nothing to eat but chocolate! I'm not a big fan of chocolate, but food is food.
Conversation got dull and suddenly I became that guy who was talking about random things just to cease the silence. And I hate being that guy. So I stopped talking.
After that, work was just lame and dull and I was annoyed by the tedious labor.
When I got off work, I missed the shuttle so I walk halfway to the lot. The I saw the bus so I turn around and walk back. The bus ride only took like 10 minutes but I was so irritated at that point it felt like 30.
I drive to Kevin's double back to pick up a friend and I try to get some cognac from my house. My brother gives me shit and I had to manhandle him out of the way just so I could walk out the house.
I can't drink 'cause I had an empty belly and I had to drive home. The house is packed full of loud drunk people and being surrounded by drunks when you're sober is super lame. All the cool people left and there were some unsavory people who I did not care to see or hear but saw and heard all the same.
During the drive home, loneliness sets in and when I get back to finally get some food, there's only one slice of pumpkin pie left (which is my favorite).
Ugh I'm too fucking tired to even complain anymore.
Just the most annoying day ever. I feel like I just spent the day with myself. I'm going to bed (hopefully).
P.S. Miserable at a party-- how much more pathetic can you get?
1 comment:
I heard that shizzz!!
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