Just Minutes Remaining

You know, I'm so bored right now. There's only 45 minutes left in my shift so maybe I'm just gonna spend all that time writing this post which I don't know what will be about.

I had an idea about writing something poetic about the callouses on my fingertips with a matching picture of them but I can't force it right now. Maybe when I'm in an actual writing mood.

Okay. 2 minutes down. I've got 43 minutes left. Dammit. Still a long way to go.

If you're still reading up to this point, I salute you.

Okay, here's the plan when I'm done with the shift: attend mass at Carmelite at 7am. It's just a short walk. Or is it? Whatever. I've got an hour to do that. The mass would end at around 8am. Masses usually last only an hour. Some priests like to make their homilies long, even though only a few are paying attention to them already. Don't they notice that people are starting to get bored by then? Who knows. Lol. I write like I'm exploiting my own church but nah. I just want to write what I'm thinking so I could spend the rest of the 40 minutes remaining in my shift. There might be a lot of wrong grammar here, but I ain't gonna proofread anymore because I'm too lazy.

After attending mass, I go home. Play DotA 2 if I can. And by if I can, I mean if I'm not sleepy or tired to do so. Playing while sleepy or tired is a bad idea, since it commonly ends with you losing or being salty. Damn I'm hungry. Damn I'm random. Damn my run-on sentences. Who fucking reads this blog anyway? It's fucking shitty. Why are you still here?

37 minutes remaining. Man. I spent a lot of time typing this all nonsense out. I could've spent all these typing with my actual work, which is also typing. But nah. There are other people who could do that. Wait, let me check if I could actually do something work-related.

Ok, 35 minutes remaining. Haha. I just checked if I could work on something and yup, all the works taken. I just laughed at one that misspelled ridiculous as riduculouse. lol. If you're gonna complain about something, at least get your spelling right. Maybe this might get seen by someone and I might get in trouble for it by typing it all here, but, yeah. I don't know. Should I still post this? Haha. #YOLO I AM, OF COURSE.

32 minutes remaining. I just got startled because the guy in front of me, Ian, reached my thighs with his leg accidentally. I could explain this further, but I'm too lazy.

31 minutes remaining. I'm hungry.

30 minutes remaining. I was writing about my plans for the rest of the day earlier. Lol. Okay. After I play DotA 2, I sleep, if I can. Or maybe eat. Or maybe after arriving home, I would immediately eat then play DotA. Or I could just sleep after eating. I don't know. The future awaits!

29 minutes remaining. Time is faster if I do it like this. When I just sit around and do nothing, it's just too slow. I know we should value every second we have, but I just can't wait for this shift to end. I have two days remaining for this job, which is great. A work mate just said, "Yes, 28 minutes nalang (28 minutes remaining)."

27 minutes remaining. 27 minutes remaining and the suffering would end, as what the same work mate said. I keep saying I'm dead inside. Haha. How do I keep a positive mind? How? Just... (Internal scream)

26 minutes remaining. I've written a lot. I applaud who would keep reading at this point. Damn. What else should I write about. 26 minutes remaining. My stomach hurts.

25 minutes remaining. If I keep counting the time like this, it would just go slower, or would it? What the hell am I talking about? Time is constant. It's just relative, as what Einstein said. What do I even know about physics? I should've taken this up instead of fucking Hotel and Restaurant Services. I don't even like the course. I don't like anything. Why are we still here just to suffer?

24 minutes remaining. What the hell am I still doing here? Why can't this shift just end??? AAAAAA I'm losing my mind here. Let me check some work to do. Lol

23 minutes. Misspelled petals as pedals. Ugh. Why am I judging people? It's like I don't make the same mistakes. lol. I do misspell a lot of words and don't realize it after. I don't care anymore. Should I work on this? Ugh. The others will take it.

22 minutes. Should I still continue this? It's getting a little bit tiring. Like there's no point if I still should. This. Thing. Is. Fucking. I. Don't Know.

21 minutes remaining. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

20 minutes remaining. I held my pinky fingers on shift and a for a minute to see what it would look like. No regrets. I'm just REALLY dead inside. 20 MINUTES REMAINING. Hnnnggghhhh. Let me check again for some work.

18 minutes remaining. I'm ending this post here. lol. I'm smelling burgers.