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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..

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

    😀

    nadnut: lol! will msg u secretly on location of enemies. 😉

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

    In chinese…..

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

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  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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