screwed.

I think i should do a documentary, like Super Sized Me.
And I shall call it Super Crazy Me.

Been sleeping at 4-5am the past week because of deadlines and the mid terms, so my body clock is fucking screwed. Nick has a new job assignment that requires him to start work at AMK at 615am ( crazy employer) so he needs to get up by 4.30am, and I have been his personal alarm clock. Cuz I just need to shove HIM out of bed before I go to bed at 4.30am.

And I'll wake up at 9.30am if there's school , or 12noon if i have no lessons that day. Then i'll have to start studying/projects till evening, and have dinner. And i'll be so zoned out, 8-11pm is catching up on emails and replying frantic project group members, and the occasional facebooking so that my social life isnt't completely severed. Not like facebook helps much anyway.. ha!

I miss my naps. I miss sleeping at 2am. I miss my health.

So I dunno if its the lack of sleep, the weird ungodly hours that i sleep, or my hormones doing the cha-cha in my head that is causing me to be SUPER cranky these days. I practically snare at pple who get in my way, and I think i have a face that reads DEATH across my forehead. I forgot when is the last time I genuinely smiled.

And i hate the burger king outlet at causeway point. their service is fucking fucked up. I went there this afternoon and there were 3 counters in operation, and there were 3 queues of people. So i joined the counter 1 where there's only 1 customer in front, and she was already getting her order so i figured my turn would be quick. THEN, THE FUCKING AUNTIE LOOKED AT ME IN THE EYES, AND THEN MOVED OVER TO COUNTER 2 WHEN THERE'S ALREADY AN INDIAN TEEN WAITER SERVING THE CUSOMERS. SO I FUCKING STOOD THERE AND SHE JUST IGNORED ME. HER FUCKING FUCKED BRAIN FELLOW AUNTIE WAITRESS WALKED OUT FROM THE STUPID ROOM IN THE BACK, LOOKED ME IN MY EYE, AND ALSO IGNORED ME.

AND THE BEST PART? THE MANAGER SAW ME, THEN JUST WALKED AWAY. WHEN I WAS AT THE FRONT OF THE FREAKING COUNTER AND THERE ISNT'T EVEN A 'CONUTER CLOSED SIGN'.

I THOUGHT THE INDIAN GUY WOULD HAVE MORE BRAINS, AND SEE THAT I AM STANDING THERE, RIGHT THERE IN FRONT FOR FUCK'S SAKE, AND SERVE ME. BUT HE JUST IGNORED ME AND ATTENDED TO SOME OFFICE LADY THAT JUST CAME IN FROM OUTSIDE.

I am too frustrated now to type a complain letter, but i am going to do so when i wake up later. anyone have burger king management email?

their service is fucking appalling. its disgusts me.