This is a diary kinda thing and I don't know why am I posting it here So, you really don't need to read that at all.
Okay.,
Today is Sunday November 25th, my 25th birthday. and I'd like to tell you how things are like right now..
It's 7:22 am. I've been freezing for the last hour waiting for my bus to Cairo just to get in and have some warmth to find it's even more freezing inside. One might ask why not go exactly on the bus's time..I'll tell you..I actually wanted to take the bus before that but I missed it, I missed it because I had a fight with the Taxi driver and told him to go to the nearest police station so after a lot of starring and a little wrestling I found my self in his -not so friendly neighbourhood - he parked the taxi and started calling his dear friend "Hadida" which I pretty much took as my que to leave, obviously. (Is that how "Que" spelt, whatever).
I took another Taxi paid even more, missed my bus and now I'm gonna be late..for what you ask?
for the appointment I have with my boss's boss to try to save my ass from being let go because my bitch of a boss told him I'm always late. get it? I'm late on an appointment to convince my boss's boss I'm never late. exciting times. you're allowed to laugh.. I see the humour in it as well.
Happy fucking Birthday.
It's 1:50 pm
I'm on the bus on my way back home, long story short I didn't convince him..turns out my punctuality wasn't the reason..what is the real reason..I have no fucking idea. and the cherry on top is that I just got a phone call telling me that some other asshole is holding back my file in another company for no fucking reason.
I went home replied to my 'Happy birthday' mentions and posts on twitter and facebook which kinda cheered me up a little then I felt sad that it cheered me up. So, I killed my phone and went to sleep.
Okay.,
Today is Sunday November 25th, my 25th birthday. and I'd like to tell you how things are like right now..
It's 7:22 am. I've been freezing for the last hour waiting for my bus to Cairo just to get in and have some warmth to find it's even more freezing inside. One might ask why not go exactly on the bus's time..I'll tell you..I actually wanted to take the bus before that but I missed it, I missed it because I had a fight with the Taxi driver and told him to go to the nearest police station so after a lot of starring and a little wrestling I found my self in his -not so friendly neighbourhood - he parked the taxi and started calling his dear friend "Hadida" which I pretty much took as my que to leave, obviously. (Is that how "Que" spelt, whatever).
I took another Taxi paid even more, missed my bus and now I'm gonna be late..for what you ask?
for the appointment I have with my boss's boss to try to save my ass from being let go because my bitch of a boss told him I'm always late. get it? I'm late on an appointment to convince my boss's boss I'm never late. exciting times. you're allowed to laugh.. I see the humour in it as well.
Happy fucking Birthday.
It's 1:50 pm
I'm on the bus on my way back home, long story short I didn't convince him..turns out my punctuality wasn't the reason..what is the real reason..I have no fucking idea. and the cherry on top is that I just got a phone call telling me that some other asshole is holding back my file in another company for no fucking reason.
I went home replied to my 'Happy birthday' mentions and posts on twitter and facebook which kinda cheered me up a little then I felt sad that it cheered me up. So, I killed my phone and went to sleep.
