| In an attempt to inprove and Engrish and Cheena (OMG, I can't even write "已经" on my cellphone now without thinking twice about the characters! *panics* Now I'm neither a Jiak Gantang nor a Cheena Kia! Shito!), I've decided I shall start writing again. But of course, I think I want to have a change of environment, a new start. So not here anymore. I'll start writing when I get my lappie or palmie, hee hee. This should be the last entry here til I move over to a new place. Happy CNY y'all. Get a lot of ang baos k. CeL |
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| Dear Guan Yin Ma, Why am I so poor huh? Love, Cel |
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| Try one last time and I think I'll relent.
Would you?
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| Ok, I'm fucking pissed now. I've never seen anyone bitchier that this idiotic ex-secretary of my boss here. Hello?! You're the one who did not handover your stuff PROPERLY to me, you bitch. And you have the cheek to raise your ugly voice at me over the telephone. Please don't think now that you're promoted to an executive you could raise your voice at me. Frankly speaking, I have no idea how you got promoted because you started out as a freaking secretary to a fucking marketing executive. Seriously, WHERE'S THE LINK?! I have never ever requisited for a freaking cheque in my life and here I am, enquiring the next step of action from you NICELY, and you had to be impatient and shout at me, fucker. I'm sorry but I'm a PARALEGAL, not a freaking secretary. I'm just a stand-in, I needn't have to do this you know, I was just being helpful. Don't look down on me just because you had that few years of experience as a SECRETARY, you asshole. Just watch it, one day I'll climb HIGHER than you on this corporate ladder. Why? Because I HAVE THE QUALIFICATIONS, and you don't. Period. I hope you fall to your death one day with your attitude like that, you ugly ass. |
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