I am at work at them minute but i'm waiting on toner or something or another for the microfiche machine.
Kierons told me if iwant to be a writer one day the best thing to do is start writing. Though quite honestly why anyone wuold want to read about me is daft really. i'm not very interesting and just do what everyone else does.
Anyway thought of the day is, speak as you would like to be spoken to.
I wish some of my colleagues would practice that!( have you noticed how all bloggers have mastered the art of talking like their educated?) I'm going to try steer clear of that. its gay.
Honestly one day when im top person, i'm never going to treat anyone badly, i hope i never let myself down, cause while i'm not bullied or anything i dont belong here at all, and the looks and undertones just prove that to me.
Passive aggressions a bitch. and makes me want to out right cuss someone, though i wouldnt- i'm tiny it would just look funny lol. And i'm not actually very good at being mean, unless its to Kieron, thats a fine art.
I'm just talking wet really, but you know at this point in time i want to sing, talk loudly do ANYTHING to stop this place being so dreary and boring. I understand i have a job to do and it gets done but fuck; i feel like theres a little raver trapped inside me- and i dont even dance!
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