Screw Off, PMS People

Blah. I've got no time to blog today. Basically, Monday was one whole shitday for me. There are unreasonable people out there who act like Nazis. One moment they are all sugar and spice and everything nice; then one fine day, they are in PMS mood, they turn into one big A-hole.

If a person tells me 'OK, we don't have a timeline. You can take your time', I take my time. That's it.

Don't turn around and say that 'you were late' because you said 'take your time'.

People who can't bloody make up their own friggin' mind and then pinning the blame down on me pisses me off. I don't scare easily so, they can threaten all they want.

Piss off. I am off to have a reasonably sane Tuesday, thank you very much.

And besides, I believe in truth. I believe in holding on to what you believe in. I believe in Karma.

He kicks my ass today (yesterday), well, you know what? Someone's gonna kick his ass someday. I just know it and don't have to wait for it to happen. It just will.

Comments

shanaz@RS said…

Even guys suffer from PMS episode eh? You're right, karma will come and bite him at his rear end. It's just not right, to treat people like they're puppets and I totally feel your frustration! Hang in there, girl :)

February 10, 2010 at 2:59 AM

Marsha Maung said…

well, with some guys, they think that with money, they are king. u just have to listen to them bark. end of story. which is sad, actually.

ah well...life goes on, man. :-)

February 10, 2010 at 8:26 AM

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