I wake up and I’m like,
I go to work and I’m like,
I go to class and I’m like,
I come home and I’m like,
I get on Facebook and I’m like,
I count down to the time I get to break fast and I’m like,
I break fast and I’m like,
I start eating stuff they have at home and I’m like,
…BECAUSE EVERYONE IN MY HOUSE HAS TERRIBLE TASTE IN FOOD AND THEY DO NOT MAKE ANYTHING GOOD AND I AM HUNGRY ALL DAY AND WHEN IT IS FINALLY TIME TO EAT, THE FOOD JUST SUCKS!
Way to go. I hope you have fun being sad after you consciously rejected someone who asked about you out of concern.
As an added bonus, why not go about telling people about how alone you are and how no one cares?
I hate people who do this… :/
Did I hear this right?
The parliament passed a bill or something that prevents flights from Israel from landing here? Seriously?!
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! Do you WANT to cause an international incident and have our country be labelled as antisemitic? Do you WANT to make it harder for our people when they travel abroad? Do you WANT to cause a decline in tourist influx due to the perceived social and political climate?
Like it or not, Israel is a country that is recognized by the United Nations and whatever land disputes they have with Palestine is their own problem with which other nations should not interfere with for ANY reason [other than humanitarian ones for the innocents on BOTH sides]. So stop acting like they are your nemesis and check yourself.
You’re a small-ass nation in the middle of an ocean which is sinking into international debt, into social decay, into economic crisis, political instability and maybe even the fucking OCEAN. Focus on your own goddamn nation and stop being a bunch of xenophobic pricks before the whole world turns their backs on you… =__=
And now, Sarvy is not picking up. [I called him, hoping to go over and use his internet.]
This is just fucking wonderful. =__=
I am pretty bored right now. It’s not because I don’t have anything to do. It’s because I have ONE THING I very much WANT to do and to me, nothing else will do.
And this kind of impatient boredom is the worst kind. You can’t even appreciate the little things and try bringing yourself out of this funk. You’re just stuck there because the one thing you want is the one thing you cannot have. Nothing else is good enough. Nothing.
It seems that the universe just dislikes me today.
The station was scheduled to lose power for an hour. Just one hour. 3 - 4PM. The time for my show. And thus, I get screwed.
And I am the ONLY ONE who gets screwed.
Drink a bottle of Ribena at work.
Get asked if it’s blood. >__>
YES. YES IT OBVIOUSLY IS. BECAUSE EVERYONE KNOWS BLOOD IS NOT VISCOUS AND IS SEE-THROUGH AND SMELLS SWEET. =__=
You don’t get to push people away and then wonder why you’re so fucking alone.
What the fuck? Were you WAITING for me to say it?
And now, the day is terrible.
Because I thought this girl I knew was cool and SORT of liked her [from afar], I am now being judged.
She is somewhat younger than me [about 5 or so years difference, I think?] and now, I am apparently pedobear.
Pedobear, despite the fact that I never did anything to her and despite the fact that I am not THAT much older than her either AND despite the fact that they all do much creepier things to people EVEN younger.
Thanks a lot, society. That’s just what I needed. Get slightly attracted to someone’s personality and become everyone’s punching bag. But get your penis into a 12 year old and you’re a member of Parliament.
Fuck you all.
I AM SO PISSED AT MY CO-HOST RIGHT NOW!
This guy is an old coot who doesn’t know how to work any of the computers and stuff there and only plays music from a set list someone else made for him.
I do all the real work. I play the ads, I make sure the timing is good, I level out the audio, I make sure nothing sounds off and all that shit.
The only thing I ask in return is that he PAY ATTENTION TO THE TYPE OF MUSIC HE IS PLAYING AND THE THINGS HE IS SAYING… which he doesn’t.
“It’s fine. We can play whatever we want.” “I think it’s a good song, okay?!” “These are songs we’ve played for ages.” “I don’t wanna talk about it.”
HOW ABOUT NO, DICKBAG?!
THIS IS NOT A FUCKING JOKE! THIS IS A SERIOUS PROFESSION AND AS PROFESSIONALS, WE ARE LIABLE FOR THE TYPE OF MUSIC WE PLAY AND THE THINGS WE SAY ON AIR. THIS IS NOT A HOBBY AND WE CERTAINLY CANNOT DO WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANT! IF WE SCREW AROUND ON AIR, WE COULD GET SUED OR FINED OR EVEN [WORST CASE SCENARIO] JAILED! AND WHAT’S MORE, THE RATINGS WOULD GO DOWN AND OUR STATION WOULD SUFFER.
SO STOP BEING SUCH A FACELESS STOOGE AND JUST THINK FOR YOUR FUCKING SELF AND DO SOMETHING FOR A CHANGE OR I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE!