Tuesday, October 25, 2005
"Eh rilek ah.. People ask nicely wat.." boss say"U wan wat?! U don even noe wat u wan to find?! Wat the hell is wrong with u?!" i say/shout
"Nothing.. Juz dat I m in hell wen i talk to u.." boss replied.
Gosh.. My patience is as thin as popiah skin. The above is my usual-day-at-work conversation with my boss. My best present will be a red letter. Hmm.. So I was wondering wat is wrong with everything. I couldnt think of any solution.. Or i juz don wan to.. Ssssorry.
I will make a really bitchy assistant. Final judgement from my boss. I know he is enjoying everything rite now. Noted:Favorite pastime=make jun feel irritated. Tank u. Come again. Its not call hobby for some reason.
I reek of sarcasm.. Say 'reek' as sharp as you can. Everyone say it together now. REEK! (maybe Kodak can replace 'Cheese' with 'Reek') Ha.. Ha.. Hmm.. i wish in confusion**
A smile across my face
Saturday, October 15, 2005
For 8 long years.. Some of my girlfriends are fully sponsored by their boyfriends.. Sheesh.. Hello? Cant u earn ur own money & spend it? My slogan used to be 'I buy myself gift!'.After he work.. I must admit.. I like it. Hehe. I am getting too pampered.. But limitations.. should I enforce it? Enlighten me. I am getting greedy..
A question I have always been asking.. How the hell to write a good technical letter ah? My english suck. Here's the thing.. I read.. Try not to write elaborate sets of words.. Simplify em to a single word. But after progressing to a later chapter.. They say.. dont use difficult words. Make ur targeted reader understand wat u r trying to explain.. to avoid more question ask.. Right.. I m confused. It's difficult.. honestly. Maner teacher friend aku eh? Uzy!
I have been wanting to do sth.. To dance like a ballerina la.. All e moves i try to do at home.. My youngest sister thinks that I m e greatest joker.. Come on la adik.. I m serious.. With every facial expression I try to do.. The more she roll on e floor.. Aler.. i wish in confusion**
Back to Square 1
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Prick myself with needle. I don feel any pain. Thick skin. Harsh decision? Not my taste.I need to change my hair. Its driving me nuts. Like a certain colleague who drives me nuts.
I am a good person. I am a beautiful person. I laugh n at the same time close my mouth. I wipe my mouth with tissue with every bite of spaghetti. I am not all of the above. So what am I like?
I talk choo choo train. Unbearable. My desires satisfied and let myself drain. A minutest detail sends spark to my mouth leading unASSociated facts. I am a C person.
My entrance are welcome by many. I move around and act as if I am the in-thing. All I know by midnite, I go unnoticed.
My perfection doesnt have room for failures. I decide dat I cant take any failure. I hate u please go away.
i wish in confusion**