Maka Albarn: (1985–2003) An 18 year old college dropout. In addition to being a grim reaper she has a day job at Happy Time Temporary Services, under the assumed name "Georgia Lass". She was killed on June 27, 2003 when a toilet seat from the de-orbiting MIR space station fell on her. Because of this, she is known among the reapers as "Toilet Seat Girl", a fact which earns her instant recognition/respect for dying in such a bizarre way.
My name is Maka Albarn. I excel in not giving a shit. Experience has taught me that interest gives expectation,and expectation gives disappointment. The key to avoiding disappointment is to avoid interest. A=B=C=A or whatever.I'm also not interested in being a good or a bad person.'Cause either way your screwed. Bad people are punished by society's law,and good people are punished by Murphy's law.A lady with short brown hair and brown eyes holding a clip board walks over to were I'm waiting. I'm trying to get a job as an office executive. "Maka Albarn?" she calls in a sweet tone. "Hi! I'm Deloris Herbick. As in 'Her-Big-Brown eyes'. I'll be your happy time councilor!" she said pointing to her eyes. "Why don't you come with me and we'll get started!" she said all smiley. I didn't smile. I just gave her I don't give a shit look.
I was waiting patiently in front of her desk playing with my hands. "Some college huh? Didn't finish?" she ask still happy and smiley. "Some seemed like enough..." I said in a emotionless tone. "You used to work in food industry?" *** "MAKA # ORDER 3 NOW!" i tripped and drop a bunch of the crap they called food all over. Time for kitchen duty. Fuck.*** "Yeah." I said coming back from my flashback. "Do you ever wake up and realize you life is meaningless?" she said something I wasn't paying attention to. "What?" "Nothing!" she said rather quickly. She started rambling about what job I am qualified for. "I was told about being an executive assistant." I butt in. "Well giving your limited abilities-" What? Bitch thinks I'm not qualified, I thought in my head. "How do you feel about filing?" "I never thought about it." Maybe you should!" she said in a babyish tone of voice."Can I make an observation?" ... "I haven't seen you smile once since you've stepped foot in this office" Still smiling. Ugh how is she so happy? She's freaking annoying! Maybe I should kick her in her Big-Fat-Ass'! "You won't get far having that look on your face!" "Look at me! I wouldn't have gotten as far as I have frown-" I cut her off "How far is that?" "I beg your pardon?" she asked. "Well this isn't a corner office with a view. and you have find jobs for other people,which are probably better than yours and that has to suck!" ... She looked offended. "Just making an observation." I finished.
"So how'd things go today?" my dad ask. "Okay.." I said emotionless. "Just okay?" "Yeah". "She's bitter," my mom said. "They said she wasn't qualified to get a decent job." she finished. "Oh. Sweetie I'm sorry." my dad said feeling sorry. "You know what I think?," here we go. "You should have never dropped out of college." "What happened to you? You used to have friends,you used to be smart! Its like you just gave up!" she finished.
Meet the family:
Kami- age 41 is a vergo. She's a secretary. She's pathologically afraid of balloons, hates the word 'moist' because she thinks it comes off too pornographic.
Spirit- Is a cancer,he's a college professor and is having an affair with one of his graduate students.
Patty- She's 10. She may as well be invisible because she's pretty much ignored.
As we are eating dinner: "mmm this is delicious,mom... So moist" I said with a smirk on my face. She gave me a glare.
So that's my life. Bitch mom, Stupid dad, Invisible sister, and the rest is a big giant hot tranny mess.
FML