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.
When asked what’s my one single favorite thing to do in the world, I would usually name a whole list of things that I love to do when my work is not screaming at me. Something that takes my mind COMPLETELY off of everyday tasks and relaxes me. Take a guess what it is…. If you say ‘ reading ’, yes, I love reading (especially soppy love stories with lots of sex scenes, please. Hee hee hee ….) and I also love mystery novels but it’s not the first on the list. If you say ‘ playing the piano ’; yes, I love playing the piano. Creating forms a huge part of my life and whenever I play the piano (as inept at it as I am), there’s this tiny little girl inside of me jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands. It’s my childhood dream to be able to play the piano! And thumping on the keys gives me a sense of satisfaction when I hear the music. If you say ‘ writing ’; You’ve got to be kidding me! You mean I don’t write enough as it is? Case closed. If you say ‘ playing with my kids ’; Yea...
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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.