Life needs change.

CHANGE #20051110
yargyargyargyargyarg! ‘incompetent one’ was on the prowl today. and she kept harassing me. jeezy peezy, i was helping a fekking customer upstairs and i sold her a fekking watch, leave me the fuck alone!!!!! *sigh. and she asks me, i tell her and then she gives me this searching look like she doesn’t believe me. as much as i don’t give a shit about this job, i just don’t like when people accuse me of shit. o, here’s something stupid. say i’m scheduled until 5… i have to wait until the next person comes to take over. that’s not MY problem, i stop getting paid at 5 unless the person’s so late that i end up staying an extra 15 minutes. so stupid!

anyhow, i got paid today! wheeeeeeeeeee! and it was such a pretty number until i had to pay my visa bill. bleh! i start me gnu job next week. wheeeeeeeeeee! i get to make myself more marketable too. i have to learn photoshop and adobe illustrator… yes i still prefer pen and paper etc when creating stuff, but i guess i have to adapt to the ‘now’. o the pressure, he wants to see my sketchbook. now i feel obligated to add more shit to it. meh, at least i get to nurture my creative side now. as opposed to churning out paper after paper after paper and not feeling a sense of satisfaction like i do when i look back at all the stuff i did in art class. like paintings, and the ring i made. THAT is productivity, not a paper that you got a decent mark on because you had to ‘triage’ your papers and decide how much time you will allot to them depending on which one was worth more marks. and that paragraph was likely all grammatically incorrect with different verb tenses and all, but i can’t be bothered changing it. sollee.

o, here’s a comment to stephie’s semi-recent blog. another reason why you always want to wash your new clothes before wearing them is because you don’t know what’s been going on in the changerooms. really. and the person who might’ve tried it on maybe left the clothes in a ball on the floor after trying them on, maybe they farted in them, maybe they’re unclean people, the dye might rub off on your other clothes or shoes, maybe the person who tried it on stretched it out because they were flattering their egos by trying on a size too small. what if they smelled bad? you do NOT want to wear clothes fresh off the rack. these are the lil things you learn in 6 godforsaken years in retail.

here’s a musical interlude. raul midón. finally got his album. i’ve been biding my time with amazon because the price usually drops as you wait so i bought his album and ‘eternal melody II’which, i’ll write about when i get it because yoshiki is a musical genius. anyhow, his music is simple, acoustic, vocals but so so so good. i rav iiiiiiiit!

went for coffee with mel. we’ve decide that we’re going to try to see each other at least once a week just because we never see each other anymore. so sad. hahahaha, whenever we talk about each other we say, ‘bestest friend in the world.’ hahahaha… we also say, ‘if we were lesbians we’d be the perfect couple!’

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