i was 5 minutes late for work this morning. geez. give me a break. that's not even that much. and u might think: "well, those five minutes add up." but hell no. i mean...i come to work 10-15 minutes early, lotsa times. but it's not like i get paid for those minutes. it's the same thing. it evens out. but my eemo can't be cool about it. she had been waiting for me for 15 minutes, she said. cuz she got there 10 minutes early. is that my fault? i had no idea she was even coming in this morning. she's supposed to have jury duty, but i guess it got postponed or something. so she's like...sorta scolding/yelling, and i just let it pass. i mean..what am i gunna do, yell back? (no, georgia, i will NOT yet back)

forreals tho...if i were 5 minutes late everyday, then yea, i could understand. but just cuz i'm "mang nae" (the youngest) here i hafta come in the earliest...open the door...turn on the lights...turn on the radio...open up sajang nim's room (sajang nim = president of the company)...turn on his light & air filter thingy...clean his freaking coffee pot, which takes 30 minutes by the way cuz of all the coffee grinds all over the place...make coffee for the rest of the office...check the answering machine...check the fax machine...all this dumb crap.

it's not that i really mind doing it tHAT much. ok..maybe i do. but i've learned to accept it as part of my job. but...coming 15 minutes early...that's something that's really hard for me to do. i'm soooooo not a morning person lately...so it's really hard for me to get up. i hafta fight traffic in getting to work (no, there isn't really a faster way to get to work) every FREAKING day. and plus, i might only work 30 hours a week, compared to everyone else's 40 hours, but i am a full-time student, too. that means about 13-14 hours of class each week, PLUS studying and hw time. and i do more driving than everyone else...so...really...i'm doing MUCH more work than everyone else here.

and yeah...i know if the circumstances were different, i might get fired for being late once in a while. but if i worked in an american place...first of all, i'd work closer to home. the only reason i'm working here is cuz my eemo insisted, even tho it's pretty far. second, i prolly wouldn't be given the key to open up every freaking day. third...well...there's more, but i don't wanna get into that. i know i prolly don't have much reason to be annoyed/pissed off, but whatevers. i need to let it out.

i hate complaining. i really do. but sometimes, i just need to get it out of my system so that i don't go crazy on everyone in my life.

paul's the only person that takes all my complaining quite graciously. if i apologize for complaining, he says iss ok...and he claims he doesn't find my complaining annoying. yea rite. even I find my complaining annoying. lol. o dear...