I love my job, I really do. I guess its just the pressure (and the bitchyness of the office environment) that's putting me down. Excitement touched with a mingling sadness. How utterly perplexing!
Anyhoos! On a happier note, I should be looking forward to this weekend (: 4 days OFF!! Parties and girlfriends meet up coming up (:
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To God-bless-your-pitiful-life,
I'm not like you. I won't bother being one of you. I'd question my sanity if I do. With enough noise/bickering production to attract people's attention in that infamously annoying way. Betcha didn't know that, looking at how truly PLASTIC you actually are.
The difference between me and you?
I'm not power hungry. Neither do I need to gain cheap popularity. It's skanks like you that concretes people's stereotypes about 'Malays with Power'.
You're itching to pick on me? Say it to my face. Not when my back's turned.
Then you'll get your fight.
Biatch.

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