日曜日, 9月 18, 2005

Is happiness that difficult to find?

1. Work
Fuck work man. I HATE WORKING. I guess this is the real world man. I got reprimanded by my boss 3 times yesterday. Or was it two. I don't give a fuck how many times man. I HATE Koreans. Of all Asian races, I hate Indians and Koreans the most man. I DONT WANA BE A FUCKING HOSTESS BOSS. I HATE YOU SO MUCH. U MAKE MY LIFE SUCK SO BAD. I guess this is what my dad goes through everyday, except he has bossES and they all suck twice as bad. If I was my dad, I would get a gun and shoot them all man. Anyways, I've been trying to let my boss know that I wanna be a fucking waitress through both actions and words but he just continues to ignore it. Damn it man. He's using me so much. I'm going to skip work man. And I want my fucking pay too. Fancy telling me to skip Wednesday night Japanese classes (I don't go but I usually hang out with my friends) and telling me to work on Wednesdays for a month cuz his fucking mom is not around. Fuck that man. I HATE BOSSES. I'm not going to fucking work on Wednesdays man. I'm going to make use of that free time to hang out.

Stupid Koreans who come to the restaurant I work in and not know how to speak English. Man, you wana live here you gotta learn the fucking language stupid. How are you going to fucking survive if you can't speak English? Imagine living in Japan and not being able to speak Japanese. It's the same shit, you're practically handicapped.

Anyway, back to work. I want to be a waitress so I don't have to wait in front and greet every fucking customer. I HATE doing that man. I hate being that friendly and stuff and I want TIPS man. If I become a waitress, I'll really work hard to get those tips (cuz it'll be mine, not shared. no communism here) and I'll work hard to be a waitress. I'd rather be working cleaning up stuff and like.. you know what I'm saying. And man. Stop telling me that my face looks more like a hostess man............. I WANT THE MONEY TO SPEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plus waitresses don't have to be loud and man it's just so much better than a fucking waitress

2. The other stuff
Haha.. That 3 times my size black guy called again yesterday while I was alone in my house. Man it was like a horror movie and everything haha.. I tried to force myself to say that my boyfriend's blah blah.. but man.. I duno why I didn't man. I guess I was too afraid or something. He asked me if I have a break tomorrow between class I said I usually have stuff to do at that time. And then he said he'll talk to me more on Tuesday. O.O Man this shit has got to stop.

I need a boyfriend. Really really need one. Really really really need one. Why don't I have one then? I don't know. I may not be friendly enough, I may not be trying hard enough, I dont know. But damn. It's been a long time since I had a boyfriend.

Hebe jOtTeD dOwN heR tOtS aT 12:52 午後