Today My Brain Died

reached work at 710 today. the whole office was full. apparently i was the lastest one to arrive. i mean who the fucking hell reaches the office before 7 in the morning. hell. i didnt even have to do this in secondary school. it's just retarded.

anyway, i popped in this morning expecting to work till 7pm BUT the 1st thing my upperstudy told me was,"hey the clients cancelled. looks like its gonna be a slack day." my day was made. BUT, he had to teach me how to use the fax machine, the printer, the binder, the sticker printer (which looks like it was made in the 70s. actually i wun be suprised if it was. ANCIENT.) and that wasnt all. the phone, the door openers. (yes, i'm not kidding), the fuck man. there's just too many things.

i absorbed a cool 10%of what ever he taught me. i mean i slept at 4 and woke up at. plus, it was after saturday night... i actually claimed that i had a stomache, that ended with me staying in the toilet for a cool 20 mins. sleeping. there was nothing to do this morning since the clients didnt turn up. i ended up taking a guided day tour of raffles place (part of the countless errands that they got me to do for them, ie, buying breakfast, buying more breakfast. buying teh si... and buying things from caltex house. it was fun, the only thing was that my brain had died. i ended up walking and walking around. i got hopelessly lost and utterly unable to find whatever it is that they want me to buy. i mean who cares whether ur teh si is from that particular shop in the arcade.... fucking teh si is fucking teh si. it's just tea with milk. what is the big deal. of course i couldnt fucking be bothered whether i got it from that shop or not. teh si was teh si to me.

murphy's law. if something can go wrong it will go wrong.
of course the bloody women i bought it for could tell that it wasnt from that particular shop that she wanted. of course she made a big fuss about it, claiming that it's not as thick, as milky etc etc. of course i told her it's from her favorite stall. and fuck, i had to go get another cup and i had to tell the uncle who it was for as,"he knows what kinda teh si makes me smile." WHAT THE FUCKING HELL. TEH FUCKING CHEE BYE SI THAT MAKES U SMILE. (it actually rhymes yah? teh fucking chee bye si. come on. say it. teh fucking chee bye si!)

what was i thinking. that i could fool a fourty year old who's still single and probably never had sex in a gazillion years that a counterfeit teh si was her trusted kiss buddy she's been sucking on for the past 5 yrs...?! that the closest thing to an orgasm she's ever had is gulping down piping hot, milky and thick teh si... what does she think it is...

and i thought wrongly.. i trusted me. when the most important part of me wasnt really working. nope not my penis. my brain.

i'm suffering from joey syndrome. i swear it's from watching too much joey. but it's so damn fucking funny. his sister is just as dumb as he is. his nephew is the exact opposite from the both of them. his twisted and derranged agent and his girlfriend just sizzles. ex girlfriend now i think. i cannot even imagine what goes on in the twisted minds of the producers that churn out such good and wholesome crap. how do they take the most normal things and turn them into such works. granted i can do it spontaneously. but i cannot do it for 24 episodes and 24 mins per episode. it's like they have to have permanent constipation since they're so full of shit. did i mention his girlfriend sizzles?

JOEY,"i've done 75 love scenes, do u know how many times that has lead to actual sex?"

nephew (who's never had sex.) ," erm. 75?"

joey,"TWO HUNDRED AND FOURTY FOURTY!"

that guy has no fear of stds. i swear, he's either so fucking dumb that he doesnt know or he's just plain lucky (I KNOW IT'S JUST A SHOW. PLEASE. GIMME THAT MUCH CREDIT.). can u imagine the 6th season of joey, he finds out he has aids. now that'll be one to catch.

what's with people and putting fantastic 4 photos on their msn pics? do they think they are them? or do they want to be just like them? maybe they think that the normal person does not know that there is a fantastic 4 movie. or perhaps they idolize them, thus in a sense wanting to be them. or is it because they think that finding a picture of one of the fantastic 4 is so hard that they JUST have to get one and put it up there so that they're now in the COOL group, where just about EVER SINGLE OTHER PERSON has it too. maybe after reading this u go i put it up as my msn pic because i like it. i just want to.

ask urself WHY do u just WANT to. or what makes u FEEL LIKE IT.

what happened to all spider men, or x-men before them... star wars anyone?