ironic how life turned out to be. our supervisor didnt come to work again, and we presume too much. i, in the other hand had to be pulled out once again and do her job.

i am getting blisters on my toes and maybe i miss being a regular agent.

haven't slept for 48 hours now. i just have to finish the sh*t that is not worth not sleeping for. Demmet.

anyway, i'm spending time here burning calls and my eyelids are getting heavy.

i need something that will give me a jolt for life. i find myself daydreaming which is really obnoxious and that i drift out on thought in the middle of the job.

well, being back to the phones is really nervecracking. i should be molding minds with my puzzling teaching techniques and my so-called humor to boot. ah, i just remembered the dream of strangling someone when i think of that.

just out of a single day this month i missed my impromptu job interview. just one friggin' single day.

i feel like floating. i have no goals what-so-ever. if i were still studying i should be graduating next july or maybe this october if i haven't stopped. ah sweet sweet life.

can't let it rest until it has been fixed. my so-called sup once again did not do her job so i am left having only the same salary with low wage workers who doesn't burn their throats out talking with idiots for eight hours.