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Monday, March 29, 2004
Like Spinning Plates
And this just feels like spinning plates.
I have such a terrible, ugly, work ethic. If I could, I'd say fuck work, and I'd just do whatever I wanted to. But that isn't the way the world works, kids! Nah-uh, sure isn't, is it? They say you've gotta work to get anywhere. Well, I say this homework is a waste of time and only makes me stressed. That is what I say.
I don't want to do this homework at all, but I want to get it out of the way so I can just play Ultima Online--my friend got me hooked up on it. I still haven't played it, hopefully it's good.
I went up to Video Action after school. The lady, Fay, asked me some questions. She said that if I were to catch onto things and work hard, that I would be able to keep my job.
If I get that job, I'm pretty sure it'll end up just like the KFC shit.
I'll be fired and then end up yet again not wanting a job.
The world is such shit, I tell you.
Back to work! Hooray! I love doing chemical equations balancing!
Why, I have homework in Geometry, Chemistry, and Latin. . .the usual Pythagorean triple that I always, always get.
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