Thursday, April 14, 2005

i've been reading blogs recently complaining that some of you have been having crappy sleep, garrr is no exemption. well, add me to the list. throughout history, there have been those who were born sickly or became seriously ill in later life and went on to become healthy again. how do they do this? i get tired constantly during the day. around two in the afternoon, i'm pretty much useless.

speaking of sickly, i never had any days getting sick because i hate being sick. did you know that during those sars period, it was like life was not fair. we wash our hands all the time so we won't get 'infected'. alco-gels & ethyl alcohols were out-of-stock every few minutes. 

so is life really fair? when we are happy, healthy and have sufficient money for all our needs or wants, we think life is more than fair. we simply don't complain to anything. if you put your shoe on the other foot where we are unhappy, sickly and worried about money, we think life is to be totally unfair.

and speaking of unfair, everytime i had to work on late shifts, the lack of manpower makes me like rather call-in sick. the boss arranged a complete retard schedules during peak days which leads me no choice but to double my work, which apparently not mine. common sense is never been practice in such situation especially in our department. maybe it's about time to hire a suitable staff. sadly, my trainee failed on her probation. it wasn't my lack of training for the poor girl, well it's because she received a lot of pressure from the boss. that bitch.

speaking of bitch, this one old bag of bones was pushing me to get into the tram on my way to work today while everyone was rushing, well of coure, during rush hours. she suddenly glanced back and flashed me her tea-colored teeth. ewww. thought she'd apologised. crazy people, yaknow.

and oh wait, i usually stay up late before i go to bed during late shifts. i can blame the lack of sleep to these mp3's files that i find more addictive to download online. for one, my cat ginger. i am in the verge of strangling him if given a chance. at early five in the morning, well each and every mornings, he always go find a way to scratch himself to any corners of the house as if declaring this-is-my-territory bullshits, straight down to my room. he has a long front scratching nails and he continuously does that on the floor. each morning, i am forced to get up and throw my slipper on him. one day, it's going to be my TV. annoying cat (he's fat actually). fucker!

and speaking of tired, songs to download today will not be available, apologies. shit, this musashi drink is good. it's a give-away from work since the expiry will end until.... fuck in few minutes.

i need a rest, folks!

video of the day:  wasted by goldfinger