I didn’t want to discuss this, but eventually I would have had to. So, at work, we are getting kicked out of our lab. They want us out, and we were giving two split little grad student’s rooms instead on the other side of the building.

Ehm.. yah.

So, I have been living in denial and trying to just not think about it no more and just be happy and smiling and upbeat about the move. This is our last week in the big computer lab with no windows. I have been working there since 2002. Can you imagine getting kicked out of the place that started it all?

I am just not happy and it is more of a reason that I want to leave this job. Getting out of that room is like putting behind everything for the past 5.5 years. Closing a chapter in my life. It is like ending a book that was not meant to end this way. A tragic and horrible ending that was completely unexpected. Not only that, I feel that I will never go up career wise. I was just put down so much. I feel like I am nothing. I am worth nothing at all at this job and it hurts. People grow, and I can’t at all.

At times I blame my self for all this. I should have left when I had the chance. Now, everything just fell apart and gone to the worse. Only a few more weeks at this place and I should be out. I have been job hunting like crazy. I have to leave. I don’t want to feel worse than I am. Being downgraded so badly and for what? What have I done to deserve this treatment?

Oh I forgot. I am just a programmer, nothing more.

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The end of that road is my site! See how cold it is? By the way, it is -19 celcius right now in London, Canada!

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People are pure evil and just plain rude. I wanted to talk about this incident a few days back when it actually happened, but I decided now is a good day for ranting about it!

My sister and I go to the gym about 5 times a week. So one night, there were lots of people in the class. (Mostly middle aged women.) The number of coats on the hanger are obviously a lot, and the odds of someone having a similar jacket to yours is high too. As we were leaving, I grabbed my jacket and my sister’s jacket. We got into the car, and my sister tried to put it on and then says, “Mona? This is not my jacket.” My jaw dropped. I said, “oh no! You sure?” She said, “YES!” So we stopped the car and went back in. My sister was carrying the jacket and looked for hers.

A lady who looked like my age or a bit younger comes up to us and says, “THAT’S MY JACKET! I was looking for it. It has my car keys!! That’s SO RUDE!! YOU GIRLS ARE RUDE” I said, “excuse me? We brought it back and we didn’t even care that it had car keys?” She said, “that’s still rude! It had my keys and I was looking all over for my jacket!” I said, “it was an accident. Get a grip!” Her friend then comes and says, “I am sorry. Don’t worry. We know it was an accident.” I said, “YAH! IT WAS!”

This all happened within a 2 minute time frame from us leaving to the car and coming back. PEOPLE ARE RUDE AND IMPATIENT! I hate people. Especially women. Women are evil! That’s why I rather talk to men. They don’t blame you and scream at you in public and say, “MY CAR KEYS! WHY YOU TOOK THEM YOU RUDE THIEF!”

I bet she drives something stupid like Ikea!

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Since the beginning of my blog and all the nagging and complaining I have been doing, I always get the same advice from people. “Put your self in someone else’s shoes, it could be worse!”

Let me explain a few things. My foot is a different size and shape than others. I don’t fit in their shoes. I don’t like their shoes. Their shoes smell and walking in them gives me back ache. Their shoes are of a hideous style and I like my own style! Why would I even want their shoes? Why then do people keep giving this horrible advice to me all the time. “Mona, just think of how someone else’s life is. It could be a lot worse.”

No!

I cannot think of someone else or put my self in someone else’s shoes. I am unique. I am different and I honestly don’t care about anyone else other than my self. I am human. I am selfish and I only think of my self because NO ONE will think of me or how I really feel. No one does. All this crap about oh, let’s help others, and we have to understand and love one another is pure BS. Who came up with this anyways? Hippies?

I was thinking about this. If I lived in the 70′s, I would not be a hippie with long straight hair and bell bottom jeans with peace signs tattooed on my forehead. I don’t believe that love and people is the answer. People are the problem! So why do I need to fit in their shoes?

So if you want to give me advice, be more original, and don’t come up with lame advices and tell me to put my self in their shirts or pants or some worn out apparel. I don’t care. This is my life. I was born this way and lead this life style. I can only change it. I can complain about it. And you, as a reader can do one thing. LOVE ME FOR WHO I AM! Don’t you love me?

I just stumbled a page while I am writing this article (yes I am a multi thinker), and I got this. Life for me is strange, mysterious, and I got super neurons that transfer my thoughts over the internet through my computer screen. Genetic computing or what?

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