Hello, people! Just woke up and it's 12.46PM! OMG ya, I'm beginning to become nocturnal which is not a good thing. Urgh!! So anyway, finally quit my job cos I'm mad as hell and I don't have time to do what it is they think I should. Did you know that KFC and Pizza Hut are all run by teenagers? Practically all my supervisors are like, 2-3 years older than me. Well, they're not really teenagers, but they are seriously deprived of life.
Nothing much excitement happened except for the fact that there was this transverstite at my workplace. I mean, I'm not really mean to her but it was so awkard when I tried to address the person. Like, should I call you a he or a she? Everybody refered to her as a she so I just followed (she's a man to woman). She seemed nice apart from the fact that I think she tried flirting with me. I was totally freaked out because she sat next to me and told me, "What if the customer wanted a Hakim pizza." Then she re-enacted, "I want a Hakim pizza!" and I said, "Umm.. Haha, no way!" and she said, "But I really want you!" Silence. I'm not trying to be judgeamental (OMG how the hell do you spell that word?) or anything but I'm just stating my experience. I'm an open-minded person. Apart from the incident, she's really nice and really talks to the customers really nicely.
So anyway, Dixie Chicks rock my socks. You should listen to them. Still madly in love with Not Ready To Make Nice. If we were still in class, I would sing it for you, but unfortunately we aren't. Speaking of which, I'm not ready to go to poly! It seems very college-ish with all the financial papers and the "Do You Have AIDS?" questions.
I have yet to meet someone who is madly in love with The Office or Dixie Chicks.
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