worn & aged

it’s been a while since my last blog and geez this is another blog site… i dunno, but i do vent my frustrations on my blog, not that i don’t have anything happy to write about, but i tend to over-react on petty things like this afternoon where i got pretty pissed off.

it seems to me that somebody or something’s out to ruin my mood. for almost two weeks now i was feeling kinda happy and for a splitsecond there, i feel like killing somebody. the evil things some people do–sometimes i wish i had stayed at the office and took a nap, it would have been all worthwhile. anyway the story goes like this–as we were lining up at the atm machine, we were all smiles and had this eager look on our faces, who wouldn’t be? we’ve waited for this day to arrive. all of this week, we were all on a strict diet, not that we need one but we have to, coz we’re almost running out of dough. i was pretty excited when it was my turn though, i automatically withdrew money coz i know they’d be peeping behind my shoulder. i was carefully folding my tab when somebody grabbed it. man that did it, it blew my top and much as i’d been practicing my mantra, i can’t calm down. they had the shit to talk to me about privacy and they can’t even respect mine, well fuck them. I had all the right to be pissed off you know, it was my deal and there are things you can’t joke about. sometimes these people just don’t know when to draw the line.