so i'm sitting here and naush messages me to read her blog, and i realise that i have half an hour to go and she's done. yes, in this place, half an hour can make a world of a difference. surprisingly, the day was not too bad. the only alright one i've had here so far. well actually only the second half. mainly because my supervisors aren't in which means almost the whole office is empty. no, i can't leave because i have to answer calls. but anyway, it's also because i'm using my supervisor's computer because she asked me to send mails. what's so great about my supervisors computer you ask? it has speakers, idiot. i've been playing every cd i have and ooh, i even found milo sachets! a-ha. the things they hide from interns. so here am i listening to music and drinking milo and blogging with no one to bug me after making cd cases. yes, i made cd cases today because i felt creative. no, not jewel cd cases but paper cd cases. hmm time check. 1745. the moment the clock hits 1800 i'm running. yes, running like the wind. actually i'm just going to take a slow walk out, i'm sure you knew that. back to my pretty cd cases. i made about ten to house my lonely cds in my bag that's never packed. now my cds are so much happier and that's nice to know. no, i'm not psycho yet. i'm just passing time and since you're already reading, i decided to bore you aswell. you know what's amazing? apparently my company used to pay interns $500 for four weeks. and guess what it's at now? hyeah, the good old $420. bah. screw the economy, technology and whatever caused an eighty dollar drop in my pay. 1748. i realise i won't be typing til 1800 cause then that will just be a super fucking long post that you're probably gonna give up on reading halfway. i passed by my boss' office and saw this really beautiful penknife. yes, i wanted to do a lot of things with it but i just held my heart in my hands and walked out. maybe on my last day, i'll casually ask him if i can borrow it and stab everyone, fill up my itp report that my supervisor's supposed to fill in, send it to school, forge a signature, get a cheque and leave. wow, sounds brilliant. the things time does to your already demented imagination. oh and one more thing. to date, i have found lighters on the tables of two supervisor like people. tsk. closet smokers. oh well. 1751. i give up. goodbye. i hope you had a better day that didn't last this long. and i'm sorry for all the 1830 people. ;)

+ posted by: melissa