janestarz | ‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp…

Listening to that wonderful song of Simon and Garfunkel, the sound of silence. When I was working in the kitchen I was singing with the radio. I always sing when I do my chores. “Fools said I, you do not know / silence like a cancer grows” Miel said I was heard at the buffet. *Big Smile* I guess I was a bit loud. Which reminds me of that nun in Sister Act: “Do not speak unless you can improve the silence”

I was a total wreck yesterday. I could get anything done right. At the end of the night Kristel (who was rightfully in charge of the restaurant) justly pointed out that I had worked bad. It didn’t feel good at all, because I know she was right but also because I don’t know how I could have improved that.

My fingers hurt. Damn dishwashcream. Little cuts too. *Smirk*

Tonight I’m going to eat at Gonzales with my mom and her boyfriend. I am kind of looking forward to it. Luckily I did my room yesterday (while singing along quite loudly with Guns ‘N Roses) so it’s pretty clean. Despite the boxes full of shit that are under my desk, but still, it’s pretty neat so they won’t have to be afraid of dustbunnies biting their toes.

Meanwhile, I still “rot in apathetic existence” at home. Waiting for the key.

I can’t wait to get to school tomorrow so I can internet and post LJ and chat and amuse myself until four o’clock when my apathetic existence calls again.

Hm…amuse myself….Amuse….guitar….play guitar!
Okay!
Now?
Okay!