YES YES YES.. I DONT CARE IF YOUR TIRED OF READING IT.. BUT I WILL SAY IT AGAIN. THESE PEOPLE ARE ASSHOLES.

The people are tired of it, restless, Yesterday i saw a ntcs class buss get into the inner mind of the people and just toyed with them like play doe. The guy pulls up to the ocean of people and just parks and says.. we are not going where your going. I’m like wtf.. he says that for about 10 - 15 minutes. with no other means of getting home the people become restless. eventually he says.. hmm alright but 5 - 6 per row.. the people joyfully cram them selves in the bus.. like sardines in a tin. I watched in disgust as they smirked at the desperate people trying to get home. like monkeys running wildly to  the cage to get a bannana..

My drama came shortly after. I went to my bus stop.. i just wasted abotu 20 mins of my mine watching an event unfold that seemed like a small theme from the novel tom sawyers. so i’m thinking i’m late to pick up a gamecube that i was buying for my lil bro’s birthday. I was early the person was still not there despite me calling earlier to say.. i was where i should be.. hoping they would get there before me or at least the same time.  I get my came cube I talked about the huge inconsistencies in jamaica re people being successful despite the harsh system they face, trying to figure out the logic behind it, the resultant answer was drugs voilence and prostitution. maybe we’ll get a statue for the prostitues soon too.. and a park.. maybe. I stare out into the ocean of darkness. drowned out by the particles voices. An empty jutc premium pulls into the bus park and a sudden wave rages towards the vessel. thrashing on its door bring it to a halt. I try swimming as fast as i ccould to get in.. Real water makes its way onto the scene from the angry clouds above I am drenched.. I stood still in the murky waters. tired, annoyed frustrated. finally placing foot on the step of the premium i step up to hear.. hmm passengers we will not be going to “where i live” GREAT…. just fucking great.. i stay on anyway cuase i figured close to home is better than where i am anyday. I make my way to the back of the bus despite rosa parks efforts to allow us to sit other places. The seats were finish. I was standing. with a 7pound laptop a gamecube box under my arm and dripping water. i breathed deeply counted to 10.. then continued to a hundred cuase 10 just wouldn’t do. put my bag and came cube on the baggage holder and whipped out my qtek and signed into msn and struck up a convo with a friend. I’m talking for about an hour on msn and i turned and took a look out the window we had traveled a dinctance which should take 5 minutes… Its gonna be a long night i realized Its now 7 and i’m getting weary.. eventually i get to the mall at 8.. i walked I was passing my barber shop. I rubbed my beard and said.. hmm why the hell not got a hair cut and got home about 9:30.

What a day..

Today i sit in my office.. still unable to complete a task i have been trying to do from yesterday morning. Still no access to upload the clients site. At this point all i’m saying is fuck it. I have made my attempts to get the information. I made it very public that I have been trying Therefore when the client calls i dont even wanna speak to em.. dont care how much money they lost dont care about anything …. FUCK IT.

Since morning i watched episode 21 of heroes. I’m liking this show more and more every week.. Sylar’s the man, misunderstood psycotic. Hiro needs to grow some balls man.. stop being such a bitch. Surresh is a genius who would have thought that he him self was a cure for a little girls desease.

ath the moment I’m listening to linking parks new album at the moment : Minutes To Midnight, my thoughts.. linkin park should stop it.. the album aint really giving me what i expected.. theres one song i like and its the one they did the single for.. clearly thats why its the single.

hmm.. what a week this seems like it’ll be.