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my (work) life is a battlefield…

from escaping from the enemies and trying to evade the grenades.

i am in a mood so foul that i am practically scowling the whole day. (when i’m not talking to anyone)

wrongly accused for misplacing something when i did not. idiotic sarcastic and unhelpful people. people who only help themselves.

its thru this, i see people’s true colours. tmd. BLACK AURA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i have to do an airhole moment.

*breathes in*

FUCK YOU AND FUCK ALL YOUR ATTITUDES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOUR BACKSTABBING WAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOUR FUCKING TAI-CHI WAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK YOU AND FUCK ALL YOUR PRETENTIOUS NONSENSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK YOU AND FUCK ALL YOUR BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*breathes out*

much better. bloody assholes. *mutters curse on their family descendents*

forgive me as i rant. else ill go mad and stab everyone here. *continues to mutters curse on their genital areas*

8 thoughts on “my (work) life is a battlefield…”

  1. A small gal with big words huh……try reading the book happiness now by andrew matthew……some parts works for me…..

    nadnut: tmd. small girl kena bullied lor! read before lah. if people are nice, the world would be much better..

  2. this is ensui to nadnut. pls confirm location of enemies. cruise missiles from oz are ready and on standby.

    πŸ˜€

    nadnut: lol! will msg u secretly on location of enemies. πŸ˜‰

  3. “SEE” “WHO” “SEE” “WHO “SEE” “WHO “SEE” “WHO” “SEE” WHO”

    In chinese…..

    nadnut: lao niang speak no chinese. what’s that?

  4. here you go.

    *hands over voodoo dolls with blank name tags, pins included*

    nadnut: horhorhor. next time i meet u, pass me the dolls!

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