its a ton of bricks ::

im a little overwhelmed by what i did and felt recently. did: good cos im getting back my momentum to work. felt: bad cos what i feel and what i thought i would feel is completely different. but it feels good, but the uncertainty is a little freaking me out. :( well, i guess i understand how babe feels now. *argh* :PPPPPppPPPp

for you office people out there!! ::

i found this one from http://blog.galvintan.com/2006/07/18/my-cubicle/


My Cubicle lyrics:

My job is stupid,
My day’s a bore,
Inside this office,
From 8 to 4.

Nothing ever happens,
My life is pretty blank,
Pretending that I am working,
Pray I don’t get canned.

My cubicle, my cubicle,
It’s 1 of 62,
It’s my small space,
In a crowded place,
Just a six by six board booth,
And I hate it, that’s the truth.

When I give a sigh,
As the boss walks by,
No one ever talks to me,
Or looks me in the eye,
And I really should work,
But instead I just sit here,
And surf the internet.

And my cubicle, my cubicle,
It doesn’t have a view,
It’s my small space,
In a crowded place,
I sit inside there too,
And sometimes I sit here nude.