March 31, 2003

• monday's bitter pill...
  shiet i wanna rant cos i wanna rant
  lost my original rant, so now it's the double rant
  or the no rant rant cos i'm tired rant
  : :
  why the heck do i need to contribute to the frikken world economy for
  i think i'm destined to be a beach bum, cos that's all i wanna do
  be a bum
  don't have to work
  if only weed still appeared 'mysteriously' on the coasts
  better yet
  legal to grow and is found in abundance on roadsides/beachsides everywhere
  from virtue that it is a frikken weed
  ...
  what can i say
  another week of the same ole drudgery
  i'm tired and stiff
  and i didn't do much but sleep last weekend
  and i'm not even that old
  but i feel old
  real old
  old like shiet you realize you're gonna have to work like this for the rest of your life and it sucks old
  thankful i don't have a kid yet
  cos if i do, that poor kid's gonna grow up so miserable cos me and teds are old pretending to be kids
  we're still kids
  i don't care if we live old
  we're still kids
  i still want my candy and cake and throw in some pie too
  ....
  support the troops?
  hell yeah ido
  SUPPORT THE TROOPS
  GET 'EM BACK HOME
  none in congress has a kid in the military
  this war as usual is fought by the innocents
  the poor and workingclass
  the normal fodder pawns of the system
  a system they supposedly elected themselves
  sigh
  how do you end up as the leader
  you wanna change you have to be the leader
  but to get there you need to schmooze and schmooze
  or something
  the people in politics don't seem to be the good guys no more
  it's who can schooze and further their colleague's goals for monetary gains
  ... ...
  i'm tired
  wish i could run away
  but heck running away never solves anything
  gotta figure it out myself
  and hell i may be selfish
  but who else is gonna rant and rant about my existence in hoped i can find the solution but myself
  i gotta rant to make things make sense
  in our 9-5 9-9 9-10 9-12 existence
  oftentimes we can't even rant
  due to lack of time
  putting in your hours
  commuting back and forth
  trying to relax only to be fed war reports
  makin you feel like the world's going to shit pieces
  shiet
  shit happens and eveytime it does, it friggin stinks
  ...
  eergh, i hate it when certain office personnel gives you that look
  that condescending oh you're making my life's work a little harder today look
  biatche
  it's annoying when you do observe that certain females do use their wiles to get ahead
  especially when you're the macho dress like a guy i'm totally taken nerdy punk programmer chick
  you see these others, having cars, dressin nice everyday, makeup eyeliner nice clothes, accessorizes, hair done
  frikken gossip most of the time
  no i don't care bout those things
  but i've read other ex-employees rants and i'm seein some truth in em
  at least it looks like it
  when you know this person can't even write a short email in english w/o mistakes
  sheesh
  ladies work it use it whatever i guess
  just don't give me that look
  cos heck i got my hell here myself
  and i don't want to be hatin cos it's makes my day drag on even more
  .. ...
  so an ex-marine was tellin me bout how in the 60's
  all the peace protesters wanted to do was party
  heck i wanna party
  beats much else
  shiet we gotta fight for our right to damn party and we will
  (yea i was listenin to the beastie boys)
  but partyin beats fightin any day any time

  • 12:59 pm
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