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For Heaven's Sake

Some people ah....really... Ask me for favor, then don't update me wan!! Sheesh! I don't actually have to do it, you know and then this woman just don't care, don't care, don't update me or whatever when there's change, make me gelabah all the way only.... WTF lah, rite? Trouble me call her all the time, call her house, call handphone, call maid and ask whether tomorrow need me to 'perform favor' or not because never tell me anything wan. I tell you, starting to take me for granted liao. Summore her mother damn one kind, she knows my number what!! Dunno how to call me and tell me one. Everything also I organize for her (and her kid), might as well I become her mother lah. Super disorganized. I am hanging on a rope liao. If continue like this, I swear I am going to tell her off. No more Miss Nice Girl.... Marsha don't explode too often these days but when people treat me like SH, I also don't feel like giving face liao. She can take her truckloads of money and shove it up her....maybe her husband's arse. Not as if she shares her truckloads with me....lidat, can talk. This one nothing, okey? Nothing. Summore treat me like one of her bloody slaves or her Personal Assistants or what. Damn.

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Jamie said…
I told you before and won't be telling you again cuz...sometimes being nice won't really get you anywhere...except the SOHAI tag.
Marsha Maung said…
jamie, that's why I am going to tell her off (in a nice way lah) tomorrow when she comes back. I mean, very no manners lor lidat, like I have to organize her kid for her when I am actually I am doing her a favor only.

Really SH me, sometimes....make myself angry for nothing only...I am going to take your advice and just voice my discontent instead of sitting here shitting on about it.

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