Monday. 9.13.04 5:21 pm
just when i thought all was well, the shit started pouring in again. changes, changes and more changes! why don't you just change your head to another person's head when you feel like it?
Its just pure IRRITATING! i would like to digress, if you dont understand my simple english. I T S F A R K I N G I R R I T A T I N G!!! opps, did i say fark? pardon my french aye.
Its been like 10 over rounds of changes and you are only paying me peanuts that is not even enough to buy me anti-depressant pills, not enough to make me a pair of spectacles, just because i have been staring at the screen for more than 20 hours a day. thank you so much for being so considerate. may i wish that your eye balls meet their doomsday sooner than me.
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_-- to be continued (dinner time, damn hungry, havent got lunch nor breakfast and turning aneroxic)
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ok, i am full and satisfied now. but i am still blardy P|SS3D! just let me nag and get rid of my grievances. (its already been scientifically known that women just like to tell their problems to someone who is willing to listen, but men are the opposite, they just keep quiet)
anyway... i can never move on to a new project, i don't have a life, i don't have free time, i am broke and you even expect me to work on weekends!
why dont you just hire a maid and train her to do design. she probably can help you iron clothes with her left foot whilst she is busy doing your inconsiderate amendments on the computer! better still if you had just gone poo poo and asked the maid to clean ur butt, and she used the iron instead of toilet paper, cos she was too busy changing your crap work for the 1876354 time. oh gwad! your poor buttock will have a iron tattoo! but... Serve you damn right! *BLEH*
i have nothing against maids, i am just making a point here. i pity most maids, in fact. once i saw a mother and child in "yoshinoya" the mom ordered a chicken bowl for herself and one for her daughter. they both look like gluttons eating the pippin hot bowl of rice, while the maid sat there and watched. the mom finished hers, and the daughter finished most of the chicken and 1/2 of her rice. when she told her mom she didnt want anymore, the mom asked the maid to finish the left over rice and 2 miserable pieces of chicken.
what kind of employers are those? making your maid eat leftovers. I was very young then, but i felt furious and a huge sense of anguish all in me. I believe that one should be rightfully awarded for their hard work. If i was this age at that time, i would have probably made a big hoo ha.
maids are people with feelings too! just remember "life is like a boomerang, when you throw it out, it will definately come back to you."
unjustice! this world is pure unfair. rich people sit on expensive couches, waiting and they just get sudden windfalls and become doubly richer. poor people starve and fight for their livelihood and in the end are not rewarded for their hard work.
anyway... this is my fate, like the chinese saying,"we are all human beings but we all lead different lives"
so after all my complains, i still have to do my idiotic work. work or money, work or money, no work means no money. i am waiting for the day to come, that day which i will strike it rich and i will sit on expensive couches like rich people do.
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on a lighter note, i was talking to someone just now, and she was talking about this girl(A) we all didn't like. everyone hated talking to her cos it simply turns them off. we were laughing when she said we should let girl A be stuck in a room with this guy (B).
and then she asked me what will i do if i was stuck in a room with her (girl A)? and i said in my utmost honour, "i'd rather masturbate then be a lesbian". i thought that was pretty good myself. *grin*
*LOL* my friend asked me to jot it down somewhere, probably one day i can accumulate all my cruel and evil jokes and probably even print a book.
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