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I thought working with the cute but a little-too-old boss in my company today made my day, but I was very wrong. Upon reaching home, hearing about "gossips" that my relatives made about me practically ruined the whole of my night. Yes, I'm still very pissed and upset..

What are these sort of people in this world? What RIGHT do they have to make comments about me? What do these gossip-mongers EVEN know in the first place? These farkers are just cowards who dared to speak "truth" behind my back. If you wanna questioning my filial piety by measuring the amount of money that I - a fresh graduate - can contribute to the family, you are just a bloody shallow-minded creature. This is not your family business.

SO STAY THE HELL OUT OF IT!

People say not to wash your dirty linen in the public. I'm sorry to say that my tolerance has now exceeded the up-est limit. My respect for you have died. I'll surely pay you back double in "gratitude".

How real can kinship get to? Ha. Money is all that it takes to break one.

I have lost my temper too many times this week and it's starting to lose count. The bloody old and thin client at the Country Club crazily screamed at me for nothing when my colleagues were still tabulating our work performed. I retorted him back with a black face that my colleagues were holding on to the documents. But, he thought he was that good and attempted to lecture us on how we should do our work. The "okay-loh-and-like-i-care" face of my colleague when he replied him while still doing the work really put a smirk in my heart. Lunch time later which was full of laughter made me forgot momentarily about the screaming earlier. I can only say.. Crazy old man. Pui!

Just today, a sweet-looking AM doubted me when I told her that I was busy helping other people to complete things. The look in her eyes really disgusted me. Like I wanted to bluff her. Anger rising in my heart, I told her "I'm helping the boss (boss in high places) to do powerpoint". Then, she "orh.." and scrambled away. What's that expression for? You may look sweet, but your impression is negative 100% now.

*Sighs*

Sucky life. I think I need anger management course now.

Thursday, October 06, 2005
2Kisses pour moi
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