Why am I so fucked up right now?

The answer? Well, there's really nothing happening in my life right now aside from being bothered by the annoyingly and pathetic snickering that I'm currently hearing somewhere at the back of my cubicle. So here I am. Turning up the volume and listening to someone singing about how summertime guys are so cool. Summer. Is that word supposed to be synonymous to the word fun? So not true right now.

But here I am. Stucked. And hating it. My life for the past 8 months has practically been a routine. And not a very exciting one at that. Why can't life be just easy. Why can't we just have 4 hours to go to work and the remaining hours to learn about ourselves. Life is definitely a bitch. I mean, I don't know how many hours the Caveman people worked during the Ice Age but I know for sure that their work actually developed them for who they truly are. Hunting makes them more patient and resourceful. So, here I am. Sitting in my cubicle. Thinking about my freaking work. Doing nothing about it. I'm just hoping that it won't hunt me in my dreams tonight because if it does then I've probably pull that trick Veronika did in Veronika Decides To Die. So how does my work help me develop myself? Well, aside that it definitely makes me fat by sitting all day drinking bitter sugarless coffee, it's supposed to make me a better strategist. You know, thinking of some ways to be able to explain some incomprehesible codes that I did not make and never dreamed of making. Yeah. Like that's really helpful. Aside from that it helps me develop a not-so-severe-and-painful yet intolerable headache, it definitely did not help knowing something about my inner self. You see, my work actually involves finishing some tasks within a very strict schedule so that some people in Japan could be their shopping experience more efficient.

With a job like this, I'd probably die not knowing anything about my inner self. How pathetic.

I definitely need a change...

I'll be working on it...

I'll make it happen...

I won't die a pathetic bitch who has only seen the four corners of her boarding house...

I'll stop ranting and get back to my miserable work...