Ok, so i'm really fucking shitty right now and this is the only way i can get it out.

ARGGGGHHHHHHH!! why does life have to SUCK so much some days?! It's so fucked, so first of all i have to get up an hour fuckin earlier cuz some dickhead farmers thought saving daylight would be a good idea, then i have to rush like crazy to find my stupid wallet which i will admit, is my fault, however i was tired when i put it away and i was tired in the morning, i cant just get up and remember everything i did while i was tired last night, enough of that, so i run out the door, run to the stupid fucking train, get there just in time so i cant buy a ticket, i decide upon taking the risk and catching the ticket rather than being late to work, STUPID IDEA, i get to Parra..

"Ticket please?"
"Oh, i was late can i buy one here?"
"No"
"Could you make it quick at least?"
"No"

Great, so i get a $200 fine, that's 2.3 days of work, a weeks rent, a new guitar fx pedal, it would probably feed 10 families in Somalia for a month..
But instead of being used for these wonderful things, it's going to consultants who can figure out how to fuck the public out of money just that little bit more...

Anyway, so i get to work and i have to tell Danny my team leader why i'm late, to him it's just an excuse, so already i look bad, then i tell him about the ticket and he asks me to show it to him so he knows it's true, he sighs, as if i already dont feel shit, "why dont you put your alarm on?" he asks... I DO PUT MY STUPID ALARM ON, I AM READY ON TIME, SOMETIMES THINGS HAPPEN IN THE MORNING WHICH I CANT HELP.
Whatever... it just shits me so much that i feel like i have the bad reputation of getting to work late even tho im sure im not as bad as some other people, yet it's always "pablo, pablo, pablo....".

Now i look bad at work, i feel bad, i'm $200 out of pocket, im whingeing about it which is even worse and well, im just crap.

If i'm late again im going to quit, cuz i hate feeling like shit, and even tho i know that i busted my ass to get here on time, it doesnt matter, to Danny it still looks bad and i've let him down, that makes me feel like shit.

Working sucks. Transit sucks. Trains suck & today, I suck too.


My weekend

Yeah ok so on the weekend i sucked too i think, friday nite.. went home... hung out slept, saturday.. hung out at home with rachel, slept, Sunday, hung out at home with kansas and al, bought a race track, slept. Thats about it.. Eilish got with Simo which i think is great, and rachel and stixx and raj went to gosford and then nimbin or byron i think, which is cool, i wish id gone instead of coming to work. I hate making the wrong decision, god is probably up there laughing at me going "pablo, pablo, pablo..."..