Tuesday, november 13th, 9:50 PM

I'm Celes by the way. =B A resident was in 'distress' today. Her wheelchair was all like 'Screw you, I'm not taking off the brakes' to her. I managed to take the break off with a little persuasion... I mean, I could just blow her off and continue onto the break room now, could I? My arse of a boss called me a 'Sucker' which I think she was kinda half right. I work in the kitchen there but for another week. Then I'm ghandi. Everybody's all like 'wooo' and all that shizzit. But, they will probably miss me. =B Also, in the bus stop, I began thinking up lyrics to a song. So far, I've got 'Kein dank sie dich, ich kann nicht sein' Which supposingly means 'No thanks to you, I cannot be' I've always had it in my head that soon I would put together a multi-lingual band... Including dutch, german, russian, japanese and more. I would be the basist/lead vocals. =B My brother is in a Rammstein cover band called 'Der Metzgermeisters' and imma give it to you, they aren't too shabby. I get to go back stage because of Andrew. =B Meh... Enough ranting for now. We'll see what tomorrow brings.