Below are the 20 most recent journal entries recorded in bigtaru's LiveJournal:

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Wednesday, March 19th, 2008
9:01 pm	Happy Birthday to Me I got 15 long ass literature questions on a book I only half-way read, a math test, not one, but two articles about my college's art fair due sometime over the course of tomorrow to Friday, which just so happens to be my birthday, and I don't feel like doing jackshit because I just got off a nine and a half hour work shift. Happy Birthday me. (Comment on this)
Saturday, March 1st, 2008
8:31 pm	People my age are really fucking stupid Think the 19-25 year old range. (Comment on this)
Sunday, February 3rd, 2008
11:10 pm	A Good Book (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 1st, 2008
2:28 am	Happy New Years Here's to starting off the year a hell of a lot better than the one before it. (Comment on this)
Monday, December 10th, 2007
9:21 pm	Ugh There are many things that I hate in life. One-word blog post titles would be one of them. One-word blog post titles filled to the brim with bitching and moaning is another. (No offense to anyone who likes to vent in their blog/e-journal. I'm referring more to myself here) However, today's topic is about that one week that everyone loves to hate, finals weeks. You know the drill. Too much work, not enough time. Too much procrastination, not enough work actually being done.  Too much stress, not fun relaxation. Pretty much the same thing that everyone who goes to college has to deal with.  Unfortunately, I've don't really have anything else to say about the matter. Maybe it's because this school/work combo is really putting me through the ringer. Maybe it's because most of my attention is focused on getting some work done on this paper in a timely fashion so I can get a reasonable amount of sleep for tomorrow's test. Maybe it's because I haven't a true day off in...months. I mean a day where I don't have to go to school or work or  have any nasty paper/test looming over my head,and I sit in bed all day with a big bag of Sun Chips and a stack of books I've been meaning to get to for a while. Oh well, it looks like it's time to get back to work. Ugh. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 9th, 2007
11:48 pm	I hate shit like this. http://www.my3cents.com/showReview.cgi?id=28995 A quote worthy sample: "That is why the employee is getting minimum wage, because obviously they are not smart enough to be in college or work at high pay jobs. All retailers have such employees , smart ones figure out that they can do better and leave. You do not have to police your cashier if you were rich enough not to care about the cents. I care less , obviously i am at a high pay job" Bask in the rude ignorance of customer service combined with the douchebaggery of the internet. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, November 23rd, 2007
2:00 am	Why I love MySpace A lovely Thanksgiving Day greeting from a friend of mine on MySpace Nov 22, 2007 10:57 AM  Hey, guess what? FUCK YOU. You know, why the hell do you care, when you're supposed to be mr. apathetic who doesn't give a damn and is so fucking fed up with people....well, then you shouldn't care if I choose to wallow in my self-pity. Maybe you should work on why you don't care about people, and maybe you should work on why you're so fucking anti-social, because THATS NOT NORMAL EITHER. And I'm goddamn sick of it, and you. Happy Fucking Thanksgivning.  (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 6th, 2007
9:36 am	Boards of Canada is an amazing band (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, October 22nd, 2007
11:01 am	For You (Comment on this)
Sunday, October 21st, 2007
6:34 pm	Assfuck Deluxe It's always the same thing with people. They never listen. They never think. They never pay attention. They simply open their mouths wide and say, "gimme". There's no dignity. There's no self respect. They always settle for third best, not even second. I work at a place that forces to interact with the public everyday, and everyday I come home from work, tired and defeated with a pain in my gut. Why? Simple. I don't like people. I'm not going to try and make it seem like my job is of great importance. I'm a cashier, a register jockey, a hole to stuff in your grimey dollar bills so you can walk out with your stuff. Maybe I'm just too hard on people. Maybe I'm too quick to judge. Maybe it's just the area where I work. Or maybe, just maybe, I'm right when I say that the majority of people interact with are "modern day monsters of mankind". The number of obese people( and I use that term loosely) that I wait on is alarming, as is the degree of their obesity. Fingers like plump sausages, meaty calves and thighs that would put the Thanksgiving turkey to shame, asses so large that they begin to jut out from the body, and those who have reached such depths that their heads and necks have fused, creating a mound with a face on it. How do these people live on? Do they feel no shame? Although worse than literally being as wide as two and a half people combined, is how dead people intellectually. There's numerous occasions everyday where the people I wait on just don't take the effort to read, to explore, or to even think. Often when a item doesn't ring for the correct amount, I'm greeted with the same old message again and again: "There's a sign over there!". Nine times out of ten, they never read the sign. A sales ad will advertise an item that's $16 after a $10 mail-in rebate. That means that the item in question is $26 and will remain that way when I charge them for it. However, time and time again, I must put them back because, despite the obvious diagram on the ad that explains the price of the item, the rebate, and the item price post rebate, they choose to ignore it. It seems like the people I encounter drift through life on a stream of ignorance, not knowing, not caring, and generally assuming that someone else will do it for me. In this case, I'm that someone else. You'd be correct in calling this petty. Hell, it's just a matter of telling they picked the wrong item. However, it's the response that angers the most. The frustration, the shocked look, the stupidity. It begins to take its toll on me around hour four or five. Why can't you read? Why can't you think? Why can't you look? I look at the 30 to 40 somethings that come into the store and many of them are fat slobs dressed in shabby clothing, reeking of either sweat or cigarettes. I look at the elderly, wrapped in their incompetent rage and smelling of Bengay and the urine trapped in their Depends. The 20 years old with their laughable facial hair, their lack of personality, and their indifference to most things of life. There seems to be some of assembly line that they all roll of off. Each one almost the same as the one before them and each with the same lack of ambition. I realize that as I'm writing this, people who are reading this( and I applaud for getting this far) probably think I'm crazy, imaging me as some modern day Travis Bickle. Maybe it's because I'm so descriptive, in my complaints. Maybe it's my tone. Maybe it's my profile picture. However, it depresses me to think expressing myself in a matter that's not "omg people stuff :( imma haet this job gonna quit soon" makes people view you as having some bad stew brewing in the old skull keg. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 19th, 2007
8:56 pm	For Hilander (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, June 2nd, 2007
11:16 am	Don't you just love it when... your desktop greets you with a blue error screen everytime you boot up. I know I do. To me, it's like the gift that keeps on giving because I'm going to reinstall Windows and lose everything that I had saved my hard drive. Huzzah. Current Mood: disappointed (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, May 26th, 2007
1:29 pm	Hello, Mr. Sun. Where Are You? I would think that as summer approaches, we'd be in store for some nice warm and sunny weather, right? Nearly every single day this week has been grey, drab, dull, and depressing. It's really tough to get motivated on days like these. C'mon, summer, get off your ass. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007
4:33 pm	A little something me and my friends have been working on. Tell us what you think. www.geoffresh.com (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 13th, 2007
1:32 pm	My First Day Off And I plan to... 1. Drink too much coffee 2. Play too much pokemons (Anyone want to challenge on Wi-fi?) 3. Cram for Finals Life's pretty good right now. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, May 7th, 2007
12:25 am	Damn The World Yes, I'm still alive, and things have been getting...different. My job is mixture of highs and lows. On the upside, Most of my managers are cool and I get along with most of my co-workers (most of which are women). On the downside, I have one particular manager who fucking pisses me every single time I have to work with her, my days as cashier deepen my hatred for humanity, and best of all, one of my coworkers who workers as cashier as well smells like rotting fish ass. What's wrong with that? When she on register, her taint sticks to everywhere. Her funk lingers for fucking hours. She is a digusting human being, and it would fine and dandy like cherry candy if she was launched into the sun. In other news, I got a car. It's a 1997 Saturn and if I feel like it, I might post pictures later. In a bit of an emo moment, I've been kind of depressed lately. I'm lonely in the sense that I need to be a relationship. Here's the problem; almost of all of the women I know are already taken. It's so goddamn frustrating. I have a hard time just trying to conceive the notion of just walking up to a random girl and asking her out on a date. I just don't know what to do. Well, between this and the colossal ass fuck that is finals, I haven't been a happy camper. The danger of failing my history class has become very real. Get this, our final project is a four page paper along with a ten minute skit about the paper. Are you fucking kidding me? (Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 3rd, 2007
11:25 pm	Well.. They found a tumor in one of my grandmother's kidneys. No word on if it's benign or not. (Comment on this)
Sunday, April 1st, 2007
12:31 am	This might be bad I am, for the first time in my life, beginning to seriously question my sanity. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 26th, 2007
12:48 am	So, I'm just studying for a test when I get a call from my uncle. It's kind of an odd time to call for him considering it's around 11:49 pm on a Sunday night. It gets better when I see on the caller ID that's it from a place I never heard of. Soon as I pick up the phone, he's already frantically asking me if my mom is there. He sounds pretty desperate. I resist the urge to ask what's on due to sense that he's pressed for time. Well, mom wasn't home, so I gave him her cell, and he immediately hangs up. I put down the phone and begin to ponder what disastrous new surprises tomorrow holds. Anyone care to place any bets? (Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 27th, 2007
11:18 am	We're All Going to Hell (Comment on this)