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    Monday, February 25, 2008

    Work yesterday was splendidly beautiful. That is so cause you weren't there. It's so nice to have no one breathe down your neck. If only everyday was like yesterday, I wouldn't mind going to work.

    Met Rosie for the first time in weeks. See, I am nice to people. But only not to you. I can work with others and others can work with me. But I cannot work with you. Even Moon agrees that you are U.G.L.Y.

    I have nothing else to say. Just that we work better without you around.


    12:31 PM

    Saturday, February 23, 2008

    Work has been whacked ever since I came back the previous Monday. Unagi is still the same. Trying to get into everybody's nerve, like Unagi used to do when we were still interns. Seriously speaking, I have no idea how I am going to survive in this kind of working environment. But I am here for the money, not to make more friends, not to say nemesis.

    The oldies at work cannot be trusted. That is an actual fact. They think they've lived long enough in this world, thus having more knowledge and experience than us. I do not deny that. But having lived long enough in this world and being so bloody old means you are going to die soon. DIE MOTHER FUCKERS DIE!!!! DIE AND BURN IN HELL!!!

    That is how pissed I am today and most of the days that I am at work. I an only less stressed when I am in my own element, that is attending to guests and assisting them in their queries regarding the country. Even though there are sucky visitors to serve, I find them more humane than the people I work with.

    Do not get me wrong people. I love my fellow interns and now part-timers. All of you. Sri, for being my pillar when I feel pissed. Alverina, Beverly, Kavan, Xavier and Deli. Of course not forgetting Sam and Haha who is no longer working with us as part-timers. Its the rest that I cannot stand.

    So much for saying that we should not talk behind people's back, just because it is like poison that will spread. Yet, you are the one going back on your word. Spreading the poison to the rest of us. Like what mother minion said, we are slowly dying from the poison that you took the liberty to spread.

    But if anyone ever points a finger at you to pinpoint the start of the poison, you will retaliate. Using the bad things you collected against us in your defense. Smart game that you are playing.

    I am sorry to say, you are not smart enough. You do not know me as who I really am. You undermine my capabilities. Let me tell you now, I may be sweet and bubbly and make friends with the whole world. That is my demeanour, that is who I am. But you missed out a point. Never step on my tail because you won't be able to handle the pain that I will cause you.

    Hurt me and you will hurt a thousand times over.

    This is a blog of my feelings and it is meant to have grouses and even happy occasions or feelings that I may have. So if you come across this blog and read this entry. And you feel that I am talking about you, go ahead. It only proves that you are guilty to me. Go ahead, hate me.

    I don't need you to like me, I love myself enough.

    Slashed at 2.25pm.


    2:02 PM