bleah.

Dearest shadow,

I've been meaning to write nice stuff in here for a while....but i just got lazy....I will. eventually. but in the mean time, i've got stuff to rant aboouuuuuut! yay!


so yes, i'm pulling another all nighter to finish up mean lady's stuff. I think i'm making things worse by calling her mean lady but i cannot help it. she's a nice person. or maybe she's a nice person....but not very nice to me. which means that i can technically call her mean lady. right. lets get back. i've to put stuff down in black and white to demonstrate to mean lady that i can be left to do things on my own.


so its another round of finishing things that i cant be bothered to do...because i find it pointless to do. aaaaaaanyways. i'm still asking god for the lesson in this problem. i think it has got to do with a few things.

the first of which is to learn to be street smart with mean people. dont talk to them. do more listening. tell them they are right. do lots of nodding. lots of mmm hmmmm's...omg, you read my mind! and do more delivering of what they want. ONLY what they want. and remember to practice your smile in the mirror. make sure all the necessary facial muscles move. otherwise, it'll come across as fake and all your work will be for nothing. tsk tsk.


number two: actually do your work so that you have paper to show people. because in an imperfect materialistic world shrouded in maya, paper equals and surpasses the very reality it is supposed to record.


number three: anticipate the enemy's next move. put all your tactical planning to good use... i tried doing this already. mean lady asked for some stuff and instead of just giving her the few she asked for, i gave her everything. so hopefully it shuts her up for a bit.

number four: do your utmost to not shoot yourself in the foot. but then again. why not. maybe all she wants to prove is that you are nothing more than a fumbling idiot. if you must shoot yourself in the foot, do it with style, class, some sarcasm and lots of laughter to prove them right and to diffuse the fact that your ego hurts...only ever so slightly.


number five: dont lose your cool. keep calm and carry on. send them some good ol' love. your style. because after all, they've a failed relationship and a broken heart to nurse. or maybe too much cellulite. they need to take all this stuff out on you to feel better about themselves.


number six: do their unpleasant crap first. cuz its so unpleasant, you need longer to do it. time seems to stretch itself to no end. the suffering is unbearable. this is the very thing that Einstein was talking about in his theory of relativity. time and space just seems to become such weird things and they play tricks on your mind. i'll have to do all this unpleasant crap with a smile on my face next time. hopefully it tricks the space time continuum.


so yea. i really want to sleep right now. but i'm forcing myself to do all the rest of the stuff. at least the majority to save myself.