Monday, January 05, 2004
PISSED. BORED. SLEEPY. That's all I feel now. Why PISSED? Someone pissed me off by forcing me to do the things I doewanna do. Using something as an excuse arguing why can't I do the same as others. I'm telling you right now, I am who I am. I don't care what others do, and I'm gonna do it my way. Please show some understanding. If you don't, I have no choice. Stop forcing things on people. And you of all people, I'm disappointed. BORED - I've got nothing to do in office again. Finished reading my newspapers, finished scanning the articles in, finished editing them on photoshop. Was supposed to work on the radio script but CK gone for meeting & all the details of the script are with him *sigh* BORING-NESS kills. It's like 3 hours & 30mins more to go before knock-off time. My eyes getting really dry & it's making me damn sleepy. Should have brought my lens drop along. I brought my Skin Boost but forgetten my lip balm & lens drop. x_X I'm like doing the same things as I do at home but I dunno why I feel so bored here. SOMEONE PLEASE GIVE ME SOME WORK TO DO! I feel damn uncomfortable sitting here in the office doing nothing but surfing & get paid. I'm a worker with ethics! *pats chest* Pardon me if this entry ends awkwardly. I may have fallen asleep while typing. You may ask: "Then who the hell hits the publish key?" Aha! Here's when Finky comes into use =P Ok bye. I'm being corny again. Are you cornified yet? (This sounds like some advert again. Damn! I'm a big victim of advertising) My eyes are half-opened as I type this. *yAwNz* Time for tea.....
Ooh ooh! I MUST post this man! This morning as I was heading for work, I walked down to the lift lobby at ninth floor with my half-opened eyes, dragging my heavy legs along. As I turned to the lobby, I had my back facing the opposite direction corridor. I heard some footsteps (high-heels kinda footsteps) & so I thought, ok...another person to take the lift with me. I know I'm weird but I don't like to take the lift with others. Unless I have no choice, or I'm in a hurry etc. As I stepped into the lift & hold the door for the footsteps owner to reveal her face, FUCK! I saw who it was. My secondary schoolmate. The fat BITCH which everyone hates. "OUCH!" was her nickname coz she'll whines in pain, OUCH! whenever someone hits her or whatever! I mumbled fuck, what luck under my breath as I hold the door for her. Yes, to my surprise, I actually bothered to hold the lift door for her. Here comes the BEST part. That assholic BITCH din even say thank you!!!! Immediately, I took out my mobile phone & started to phlog. WTF I was damn pissed & I wanted to make sure I'll be the first one to step out of the lift & so I'll block her way on purpose. But, what the hell, the lift stopped at fifth floor & the door opened. Damn! Another lady stepped in. So, when the lift reached the first floor, the lady went out first. Then the assholic BITCH & I was the last. Grrrrr!!!!!!!!! Having to meet her in the morning totally spoils my day man! Hey Shirley Ou if you're reading this, watch your manners man. I don't give a damn if you don't regard me as an ex-pri & sec schoolmate (I don't see you as one either) BUT, please for goodness sake, say Thank You! That's the most basic manners anyone could have. Unless you're such a snob that can't be bothered about courtesy. If you're, well good luck man. With that snobbish face of yours, you'll prolly piss the hell outta everyone. Finally, you don't have any assets to flaunt around. Nor you have the privilege to be an arrogant pig. The next time I see you running for the lift, I hope you'll fall & I'll snigger at you then close the door up ASAP! An eye for an eye. That's what you deserve for pissing me off. You just messed with the wrong person on earth baby.
// she's beautifully chaotic at 3:41 PM >> 