HELLO PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET.
I’m back and am currently typing this at work because I currently am procrastinating on calling people when it’s so close to lunch. All I ever remember doing during my part time job is calling people. It started with 10 people on the first day, 50 on the second and 100 the next. NOW, I have to call people back for both me and my other colleague because she had to go back to school for her Final Year Project (FYP).
I hate calling people so much, I don’t even know where to start but here’s a pretty accurate adaptation of how I feel half way through calling.
And FYI, I did get poked by a pencil like that.
I threw the pencil away and my thumb still hurts.
Honestly, I’m not too sure what I’m actually doing here, meaning I don’t actually have a fixed job. Most of the time I help my supervisor (because that’s my actual job scope stated in my contract) but other departments mobilize me (E.g Calling people all day.) to help them with stuff. It’s probably because they’re more familiar with me (you know being an intern here before and all), so it’s easier to ask. Kind of makes me feel like everyone’s little bitch, though it’s better than dying of boredom and rotting into my chair.
In social life news, I’ve been making new friends everytime I go to the comic store. Good friends, nice friends, friends who speak languages I don’t understand and new friends who make me feel weird around them. Which is a first. I’ve never exactly felt weird around people. It could be a sign that he may be my long lost brother who was cast out because he wasn’t awesome enough.
NAW. Not even close. No way.
Nevertheless, I’ve been having fun after work as I try my best not to step on any tails. For one, some people don’t like their heads pat and for another, being told what to do. The hair part, I understand, just not the latter. How else are you going to work if you aren’t going to let people tell you what to do? /bitter
Well, unless you set up your own company, then I’ll have nothing to say.
I’ve also been thinking about my love life. I don’t exactly have one for obvious reasons if you read earlier into my blog. But people are starting to ask me why, out and are speculating if I’m lying about never having one. How can someone with a mind as dirty as mine have no boyfriend (ever)? *gasp* She must be lesbian.
But I’m not, okay. God knows I love dick too much. Just not in the way most people intend it for.
Pros and cons of boys:
Con: They’re dicks
Pro: Their dicks
ANYWAY, IN BITCHY NEWS.
I hate to say this, but someone’s been pissing me off a lot and I can’t put my finger on why, I just feel like
Yes. This picture would be a very accurate depiction of how I feel towards him.
I admit, it could very well be my problem because his actions clashes with what I believe in, but I’ve never felt so repulsed in my life. Gosh. I may just be losing my patience with him. Then again, he may just be a special case -Or species, I don’t even know anymore. But whatever.
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t one.
Sigh. My life has been so boring since I started work. It could be because of my period and I’m practically bleeding out but NO.
My feelings do not rule me!
Here’s a gif I found on tumblr. I’m off to fiddle with Photoshop and call more people.