[Disease]

Since I left, July 12th 2007.... sometimes it feels like time has gone really quick overs it can't go quick enough. Right now though I'm ready to go, I fucking hate my job, that is the main inspiration. It's a shame somthing as menial as that is affecting my view on my time here now but since I need to work every hour I can to save cash for when I get home I can't even take a decent brake from it. I have been there a year, and it's the worst company I have ever worked for.

Everyone who works there hates it, they break the market research code of conduct continuously as well. I'm going to report them when I finish and hopefully get them closed down. I will be doing everyone a favour who works there. They will have no choice but to get another job.

But also, I have missed so much being away, weddings, reunion tours etc... fuck. I'd fly out tomorrow if I hadn't booked my ticket allready.


Can I go any more off topic?