Black Plastic

If you ever wondered what my titles mean, its usually random words I hear in lyrics as I'm blogging, music goes well with blogging. Heck music goes well with everything.


Second day of work and I've met my manager, Jaz. Average height, well built man and somehow looks scary. But then again, somehow he reminds me of well... me.


Don't ask me how but he just does. I think I got the hang of things there and I don't feel as tired as I did on the first day.

This is a short one =) I'm starting to enjoy work


These are my thoughts and views. If it really offends you, either you are a pushover or just a freaking baby, grow up