I don't know if it's only me, but my alarm clock is out to get me... or make me crazier than I already am. I have this old alarm clock that makes the most obnoxious beep ever. The thing is, the first few weeks, it was fine... but I grew to loathe that noise so much... It's driving me insane. The only moments I have some peace from it is weekends... But I'm sure it's going to eventually figure out how to turn itself on and wake me up.
[Here a little drawing to represent my bedroom. (Yes, I don't have a bed frame so the mattress is on the floor.)]
And it always starts to ring when I'm having a good dream! Like, I'm riding a pony and there's rainbows everywhere and like is good and I'm super happy in my dream... And suddenly, it starts. "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!111oneone"
Me: "SHUT THE FUCK UP STUPID ALARM!!!!"
And then it receives the hand smash of bad mornings.
And sometimes, I forget to turn it off afterwards so I'm like in the bathroom or cooking eggs and it starts again: "BEEEP! BEEEEEPP!!! BEEEEEEPPPPP!!!" I swear to god, it's out there to get me. This time, I turn it off and most likely completely unplug it... Can never be careful enough.
After the struggle of dressing up, brushing my teeth and making sure everything is turned off in my house... I finally leave for work. After walking all the way to the bus stop, I realize I forgot to put my earrings on. Well, too bad fashion sense, but I'm not going back to get them! And then I cry a little inside and start to feel like I'm the most ugly person in the world just because I don't have my freaking earrings on...
I finally get to work... Ahhh, finally some piece and quiet.... Yeah right! For two minutes maybe.
As more people starts to come in, the chatter starts to get more and more annoying. And then, there's the typing... And people listening to their iPod (and also iPhone, iTouch, iMakelovetoyou, etc.) way too loud that you start to wonder why the hell they aren't deaf yet.
So, you put your earphones on, log in on Grooveshark and listen to music yourself (Not as loud as them though)... But then, you get startled by the fact the previous user of the computer put the volume higher and it blows your ears to smittereens...
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Also, we had another little discussion at work about insects and crawlies and the like and about eating them. Of course, I was the one stupid enough to bring up that topic... and I regretted it dearly. "So... I've heard that the United Nations are suggesting we eat insects to fight hunger in the world..."
Went along a little conversation and one guy saving that fried crickets with butter are delicious. Hmmm, no. How the hell can you put that shit in your mouth!?!? And... can you really be sure that the creep will not rise again in your stomach and starts to plan it's egg and they will evolve into super bugs and you'll just be some dead human with tons of bugs inside!!!!
(I decided to not make any pictures of that. It was too gross and I didn't want to risk my graphical tablet to explode...)
Then, my superior started to point out that I have potent acids in my stomach and that it's impossible for that to happen. NICE TRY! I know now you're on their side... If I had so good acid in my belly, there would be two expected results: 1- My belly would melt and I'd die. 2- I'd have a super belly and I could spit acid at people and take over the world with my superpower....
(Now that I look at this picture, I realize I look like a shoopdawhoop...)
Note to self: "Don't give out too many details about your world domination. People will start to find flaws and destroy your hopes with the power of words."
Words are powerful...
Especially KAPOW. I think it's the most powerful word in the world.
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Since I didn't write for a long and this post sounds so much like I'm only complaining about shit, well... Today, I cooked some vegetables and tofu and I made yummy yummy tortillas. ^.^ I'm still eating them as I'm righting this.
P.S. I wrote this post about 2 weeks ago, I was just too lazy to make the pictures >.<
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