I wonder

.. about nothing in particular.

Talk about a weird way to start an entry. But I've recently read the most disgusting read I've ever read. It's from a blog of a girl. Her mind is very sick. Weirdly sick. I shall not elaborate.

But in the spirit of everything weird, let's end this entry as abruptly as it began...

On second thoughts... since the song Jujur by Radja is so damn good, (addicted from the blasting of the song during audio support)... I shall continue to write.

.. about nothing in particular.

So today huh... I'm beginning to regret getting myself involved in so many things at work. A storeman doing a soundman's work, doing a cameraman's work, doing tech-support, doing IT shit. I should remain like some dumbass and things will roll away fast in two years. Now, I'm booked for tomorrow! Dammit! I don't wanna go out! I hate going out... No, I hate to work with that 'selekeh' fella. Speak for yourself dammit. You ask people to organize their shit, but damn, your own desk, your life, your work is equally if not worse, in great need of sorting and reorganizing. First level maintenance my ass.

I ain't denying that he knows his stuff. But he's extremely selekeh. Use this for that. Use that for this. And when all things go missing, go ahead and blame me. Yeah, why not. Blame me for everything that's cocked up. It's your bloody line team's fuckd up habits that spoilt the stuff. I was just supposed to put it away. Damn, why am I always getting angry when I write.

Ok chill. Think Rossa... think Sharon. Damn, she didn't come down today. Awrghh! ... I'm... turning... green... arrhghh!!!!!

Those of you who're thinking, "Damn, he's sick! Who the hell could have the hots for an officer?" ... I say to you ... Shut up you ar-my @#*$! There are hot babes around in C-D. Heheh.

oh oh oh! I had the chance to hold up a bigass camera... a shouldered camera, like those news cameramen held. It's freakin' heavy. But the image is freakin' stable. It's like there's an awesome stabilizer built in. But I didn't last more than about 20 minutes resting the machine on my shoulder. Heavy piece of shit. It's for some dumbass video conferencing again. I say dumbass because in all it's excitement, it's cut into my dismissal time. I no like things that make me stay back... and never give off for it.

I'm taking the off-giving for granted, I think. It's a privilege, not a right. Get it straight. Sigh... I'm expecting a half day for a half hour of extra work? What the hell man. What the hell.

Yasser's got me TETRIS! I very happy to play tetris, even though I dunno what language it's in. But the game's good. Today had been damn busy.

Morning rolled out with a movie screening of 2Fast2Furious. And them Mess boys wanna borrow the subwoofer. But Ah Siao. Damn Ah Siao locked the freakin key inside the store. Ah Siao... I can't take the fucker anymore. I might just accidentally strangle him one day. The both of us really lost our temper just now. Useless fella... and he didn't even feel remotely guilty of the huge mistake he made. It's potential DB and he's still smiling here and there. Siao what... what to do. And our 'cik had to run up and down to settle HIS problems. Last time I locked the key in, I did all the shit myself! What cock.

Well anyway, the problem blew up to a huge scale. Mess guys waiting for their subwoofer, the contractors waiting for their satellite comms equipment, and Rsm came to ask why the mess guys arent gettin their subwoofer. Haha. AND AH SIAO IS STILL SMILING!!! WTF!!!

ok, I'm gettin angry again. Veins poppin on my forehead. I'm supposed to unwind here. Yawn. I' not sleepy.

I'm gonna finish this entry and read Davinci codeth. Till then.... yes, u guessed it.. the quote of the frickin day.

"Setan dalam hatiku ikut bicara" - Rossa's bitchy song, Pudar. How could she be like that? Maybe I feel like this coz' it might've happened to me... and I didn't even know it.