^o^ I must say I enjoyed my days at training. Could get along great with two other people in that course. One woman, she was.. I think beyond forty something had three sons and such. A feisty lady. I love that. Just no fear of being herself, not giving a crap you know. Then there was this guy, who was almost as eccentric as I am (…). Me and that guy, we were the butthurt in that training. Of course, I was pretty happy. “So finally, someone else is more of a butthurt than I am”. That’s what I said to the young gals giving us the training of course: “So you thought I was going to a pain in the ass… xD”.

In all due honesty the guy truly was a bit cookoo. That company that gives the trainings, has cows in their front and backyard. Plastic red and white painted cows (don’t ask, there’s orange and white/red polka dot cows right nao for the upcoming match). During break, this guy picks one up one of these cows and sets it down in front of the parking lot entrance and sits on it. Two days later, the cow is *still* standing in the exact uneconomical position. Yet this time, it had company. About 10 employees joined that cow by surrounding it. So we were like: “Oh look, now it has a herd“.

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I guess the more experiences I gain, the more it tends to show me how I actually regret not being dropped on the head when I was a kid or any other form of a lobotomy I will wish for at certain times in my life just for some peace and quiet, h00mins. CIO with a bra on my head at the age of 26 is pretty much all I could do. lol. And here I am… poopin’ queries until again something else threatens what I want to keep in orderly fashion. Really, I get nauseated at even the smell of chaos. Virgo is, what Virgo is. Has nothing to do with even the faintest ambition or whatever causes it. It’s something I’ve lost between laughing so hard I nearly split my spleen and kidding myself into “Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re going to get”. I’ll tell you this: it becomes frighteningly predictable after you’ve eaten half a dozen.

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