A Bad Day.

Ok First of all, I'm supposed to split this job with Amy, and I could have earned more than four hundred dollars by the middle of August but this "smoking-rich" Chinese woman went back on her words and decided that it's OK to just change her mind at the last second. Irresponsible. Inconsiderate. Stupid. The lesson is never do business with Chinese people.

Second of all, for the first time I was told about (actually I asked for it) the contents of the shit that people talk about me. They weren't big deals actually. The sound that I make when I clear my throat, which is history. My opinion about McDonald. I can almost hear the conversation, though I do not understand how can this even begin:

"What? She doesn't want to work in McDonald because of that? That's so stupid."
"Yeah, it's not like anyone knows her anyway."
"Yeah, haha. Who does she think she is."

etc etc.

"Ah! You know the noise that she makes every time?"
"Yeah...(blah blah blah blah)"

I'm not angry or anything, because there's no point wasting my emotions on some idiots talking. I'm not happy though, that's for sure. Who can be happy about the fact that they just become a joke in other ppl's world? Yeah.

Well I did nothing wrong. And as of now, my way to cope with this shit is to actually view myself as higher and better than those ignorarmuses who are eventually going to die of drug-overdose or simply starvation due to their born-ineptness.