My left arm is killing me. It feels like it lost all its strength. It’s that kind of pain. Do you think it’s because I got upset today? Hmmm… oh you’re asking why I got upset today and how yeah it’s not a surprise. Well when I walked in today this is what I heard, “You didn’t submit your time card Friday.” Oh yeah I had forgotten and remembered when everyone was already gone. Hence I asked if I was going to get paid for the two extra hours I stayed last week. NOPE! First it’s the bullshit retarded no Bonus three month probation shit and now it’s the NOPE!! getting paid for the extra two hours I stayed last week working on a stupid budget that 4 people were working on that kept changing it because they all had there own viewpoint of how it should be. I can’t understand who would make up the stupid rules in the “by the book” shit. They must have been some greedy bastard who once owned slaves in their past life. Where the fuck is my stapler? Or should I throw my keyboard at them? Now my arm is hurting. Isn’t it weird how stress can affect you? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Monday, December 20, 2004
MY ARM!
CiaFai, that would be pronounced Cha-Fai. I’m not that ordinary female. I'm deep and sometimes people don't understand me. I'm artistic and eclectic. I’m always thinking, a disease I can not get rid of. If it’s not thoughts of a song that I’m writing it’s about the world and how people affect me in this place we call home. I love being me, because everyone isn’t surprised if I do anything crazy or out of the ordinary, they sort of expect it from me. I’m sensitive, strong, and I was told that I’ve got a great sense of humor and a heart of gold. I’m very intuitive to everything and sometimes it scares me. You might think I’m crazy, I really don’t give a fuck!
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