[Current Mood : Cold, wet][Current Music : Coldplay - Sparks]Sometime in mid JanuaryWell, I'm back, and not so lovin' it. As you probably would have guessed, nothing much is happening here at home. It's been a bit more than a month since we came back and I've been working pseudo-fulltime at Mannacom. I guess it's good that I'm earning money to pay off my holidebt.
Working at Mannacom is.... consistent... to say the least. I'm there for at least 4 days a week from 8am until either 1, 3 or 4pm. 1pm if I'm feeling lazy, 3pm if I need more money and 4pm to make up for the 1pm's I did. If anything, the thing I enjoy the most about working at Mannacom is that it gives me time to have some alone time to reflect on stuff or just to veg out and listen to podcasts and the same music over and over and over and over.
When I'm vegged out, I prefer not to be un-vegged. Call me socially retarded or whatever, but sometimes, you're just having a shitty day and you don't want to say hi, or talk, or even listen to what other people have to say. The downside of drowning your shitty day in music and podcasts is that your ears start getting sore from listening for too long. People at work see it as a window of opportunity to strike up a conversation.
Don't get me wrong, it's OK if it's just a "How was your weekend?", because I can always answer with a "Not bad, I stayed home and slept.", thus eliminating any sort of chance to continue the conversation. The only disadvantage is that you get the gut feeling of being a jackass, because it doesn't just END, it just steers into an awkward silence.... at which point, I pretend to go to the toilet and stay there for 20 seconds (because you don't want people to know that you are faking. Don't stay more than 20 seconds, because you also don't want people to 'know' that you are taking a dump. Of course, I come back to the work bench with my iPod on.
Maybe I have low self esteem, or MAYBE I just have low esteem for others.
I guess one of my biggest problems is being too content with what I have. I don't need new friends, I have some already.
hahahaha I'm in the library right now, someone bent over to pick up a book and farted and tried to cover it up with coughing. Oh well, he's old, he has an excuse... Lucky bastard. Maybe when I'm old, my self esteem will be high enough so that when I have a display of public flatulence I won't even need to cover it up.
The new Tekken is out so I've been playing quite a lot lately. Surprised? Thought so. It's a decent way to spend some free time and get out of the house so that I can change of scene for playing games. Why the fuck would you smoke, take up a healthy addiction; like TEKKEN!
Speaking of smoking and Tekken, I miss Japanese arcades. More specifically, I miss Japan.
I will do a post about Japan next.
Bye for now!
