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the other day angelas mother complained about work but then said well, i should be thankful i have a job. i suppose thats true if we wern't working we would complain more about not working. anyway, i don't like fredericton too much. working with a pretty cool guy right now, we we're given three weeks to do a job and we are pretty much done in two days, but im sure there is other stuff to do.
i hate that when someone complains to you about someone else not doing enough work. if everyone would just worry about themselves. people from the salmon plant always used to tell each other how they worked harder than everyone else, who cares, you're paid by the hour, work as hard as you want. if someone at tim hortens is telling their co workers to work harder because they are short staff thats ridiculous. like the store doesn't have enough money to hire more people.
i know i rant about the same things as in previous entries, but oh well.
today sitting outside brothers work waiting for a drive home i watched people walk by and wondered what their names were. then i decided to try to make up names for them. i might have gotten some of them right who knows. it's been over one year since i first wrote something in this web space. first post was, i think knowing the future would be a punishment. exciting yes... but beneficial no. i think its true im glad i didn't know what the year had in store.
i hope sometime i make someones day. lots of people have done something or said something and made my day. maybe tomorrow i will do something to make someone elses day. maybe i will meet someone tomorrow. yeah i think i will try and tell about it in here tomorrow.
i suppose everyone has a different intelligence, personality, and beliefs. everyone has a different idea who is going to hell.
life goes from highs to lows. some people switch quicker and more drastically than others.
maybe we have to do things in life we don't like, so that life won't pass by too quickly.