And since i'm doing it here, there's no way that this is gonna be brief.
You know, working in the real world is a real pain in the ass, but thought provoking at the same time. I guess I'm just not made to work in a constrained air-conditioned compound, where leverage are thrown at each other in a pyramid chain, while co-workers contrive among each other. All which is the office.
I'm just not cut out for this shit. I guess that's why I subconsciously remind myself that I will never want a monotonous work routine later in life. Because monotonous work life essentially equivalents getting ass stuck in office feces. There's a real war going on everyday in that shit space. People murder (figuratively) to get ahead. Which involves of stabbing at the back. I mean how can people actually be inspired when they are confined to a space like that, working or I would rather put it crudely as WASTING THEIR LIFE there. Is there not a larger significance in life than making moolahs and thriving ahead? How about living your life?
I know this is what you will casually put it as the cruelty and reality of life, well fuck that. This is what people tell themselves to make themselves feel better. Since it is the "reality", which means it is normal it is mainstream, everyone's doing it, so there's is nothing wrong with it. Really? Well, I sure hope one day the trend would be "feeding on each other's feces". That would be quite a sight wtf.
I think i just needed to write all this shit out from whatever I'm experiencing about work life now. Knock myself on the head to be never unfrekinspired enuff to stuck myself in that shithole. Because before you know it, you're already 60 and all you got is a bunch of hollow memories of your corporate life and a couple of unfilial obnoxious workaholic kids to go with wtf.
Be frekinspired. Make the change you want to see in your life.
p/s: I think i just discovered that i'm lactose intolerant. (notice the overflowing of feces in the entry wtf) All the laosai memories are coming back to haunt me wtf. From just drinking a glass a fresh milk to a bowl of cereal
p/p/s: I went to a da vinci exhibition the other day and it was fucking inspiring. I guess that's what provoked this entry. To live life like a carefree renaissance man where all they care were painting intricate naked women and every single one of their pubic hair wtf.
