Okay so that trip to mezza9 didn't happen due to some last minute unforeseen circumstances, but I'll get down to hitting the place soon anyway..
I've been feeling kind of aimless recently. Maybe not aimless, but fickle. Not to say that I'm not fickle-minded most of the time, but while I usually dedicate most of my time to one single thing that I'm the least bit interested in, I'm beginning to find that attention being quite divided recently. The worst thing is that the amount of effort being put in isn't being divided, resulting in tired days and bad mornings.
Ok you people probably don't know what I'm rambling on about here, but that's the whole point. You don't have to know cos that would mean knowing one of my dark little secrets. LOL.
In the meantime, random thought for the day:
I hate it when people are late. If you have a good reason to be late, like maybe if the bus broke down, you had to run a REALLY important errand etc, it's fine. It utterly disgusts me though, when arrangements are made and I arrive on the dot, only to call and find out that you're not out yet. It's even worse if you lie about where you are, because it's not that hard to tell a liar over the phone. The least that could be done would be to at least inform me, but even that has a limit to it. There's only so long that I can wait.
So a message to all those who have done it before, or intend to do it. I will hate you like you're the only person to hate in this world if you're fuck late for no good reason, at least for that period of time that I'm kept waiting, and a short period of time after you show up.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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