half past midnight

the only time of day i get some time to myself.                                                 

To Feel the Emptiness:
1. Go to School.
2. Go to Work.
     rinse and repeat.


time passes by, not stopping for anyone. 
what little time one might have, becomes engulfed into the mainstream life of reality.
where is the matrix program when you need it?
sigh.  anyways,... not much has gone around...

been working at Maritz Research as a telephone interviewer.
get paid $16 and hour.  not bad.... but i hate the job...
i've noticed that the people who have been working here for over a year, have fused out...
this place is where the youth rots away...  where you work for years and one day come to a conclusion, that meaningless advancements in higher positions means nothing.  There are too few spaces, and too many contenders.

I have stopped caring to reach the higher up postions since the 2nd day i started working.
Maritz gives out "10 minute" break tickets for good workers, i have yet to see one. 
Another meaningless incentive in the hopes of creating eager brainless workers... seems to be working..
people actually try hard to get as many complete surveys per hour.. average should be, 5 per hour...
i get around 1~3.  will i get fired?

no, i wont... they need me...  they cant afford to lose me...  im valuable to them.

                                   ~but i still feel the same.

(and thank you janet, for late night alumni... luv it)

*take a right turn down Lost Avenue, you'll get there. 

somtimes i wished i lived in the city.  maybe somewhere like chicago, newyork, los angeles, etc...  Living in a small town is sometimes a drag, and if i lived in the city i would be able to see the most beautiful lights outside my windows at night.  Sometimes when its night times, i lay down on my couch and stair at my window sortof imaginating a city is right below my view.   i always was attracted to the big lights of big cities, maybe one day i might live in one.  ooh.. what about las vegas, i bet at night time the most marvelous sights can be seen.  im such a dork.  but hey, who knows right?

i recently seen the footage again of the UCLA student being tasered in Powell Library at UCLA by the UC-Police.  I thought those cops were dicks.  i dispise them.  Mostafa (the student being tasered) was screaming "let me go, im leaving..." and "im not fighting" and yet the UC-Dicks kept yelling "Stop Fighting" and tasered him... i wish i was there, i would have been one of those students that would be yelling "Let Him Go!"  im always in the mood for a good protest.  im strange huh?  wow, today i acknowledged myself as a dork and being strange. another record.

ciao~