Dan's being a total prick today. He got pissed off because I had to go on my break like five minutes before he decided to go, and then because I didn't follow him to the foodcourt like a fucking puppy. Now's he saying shit about Nathan again, and how he wants to kill him... haha, you know, the usual. That kid is a fucking retard. I seriously think he should be in the psych ward sometimes. Unfortunately, everytime I put him there, he doesn't seem to stay for more than a couple hours. Then he was going on about how I should, "fucking, grow up," blah blah blah. Right Dan, I thought you were the one acting like a six year old here. Whatever. Decisions in my life don't concern him anymore. He's just pissed off because he wants to be with me, and I think he's a total asshole, and I love someone else. Wtf, his mood was all over the place today. He'll eventually apologize for being such a dick, as usual. I'm just wondering how many times I'll forgive him before I take a fucking hint.

      In other news, ended up going for coffee with Dan and Sid last night. No comment. That was interesting. Worked today, ten til six. Had a review with Roger (the manager) and Sandra (the ass. manager) Yes. Ass. Anyways, they were telling me how I HAVE to get the daily task list done every day in photo and how I need to work harder and shit. I wanted to fucking punch Roger in the face. And I like Roger. So I was really fucking pissed off. Sandra, I just wanted to drop dead, as usual. I was trying to calmy explain to them that just because there are no people in line in osp, does not mean I am not working my ass off. Remember that day I wrote about a few back? Yea. That was hell, but Sandra didn't think I was busy even though I had thirty-five rolls of film hanging up to do. Retards. Dammit, that really pisses me off. Also, there was this senile old man picking his nose while he was asking me where the Christmas light were. I almost threw up on him. Then Rebbecca and I were saying how you have to have a little bit of your shirt untucked because you didn't want "poof in the pants." So then we went around asking Lan Ahn and Michelle if they had "poof in the pants," or "PITP." That was amusing, and that's about all I have to say. Victoria tomorrow! Yay!

      Oh, hahaha, god, Dan was also mad that we coudn't hang out because I'm going to Vic tomorrow. Now, I told him about this nearly two weeks ago now, and he still gets pissed. Then he went off about how I practically live down there and how I'm down there every weekend. So I had to remind him that I spend nearly every day with him, and I went down maybe every two weeks for about two months, but that I haven't been down in a month, and I DO have other friends I like to see. God. What the hell is wrong with his head? Like, he's seriously fucked up. So now he's blocked. Maybe he'll take a hint. Whatever, he'll read this anyways.
music. the blower's daughter - damien rice