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I have a load of backdated posts to…urm…post…but since I’ll be leaving for Ipoh tomorrow till Wednesday/Thursday, I’ll probably type it all up and post it when I’m back. In the meantime…

You are absolutely the weirdest person I’ve ever met. We knew you were bad, but your true colours have truly shone in the last few months, and now we know that you’re not only bad, you’re eeeeeevil.

Do you honestly think that we are your best friends, that you have the right to interrupt everyone’s conversations, even though it has nothing to do with you? That we should all tell you our little secrets? Well, think again. When it has nothing to do with you (and most of the time, it doesn’t), it has nothing to do with you, and do you honestly think that by constantly questioning and bugging us, we will actually tell you what we were talking about? Grow a brain! And as someone aptly puts it…if you want to open your mouth, make sure you say something constructive, else shut up.

And how can you be so absolutely petty to demand for a thing as small that?!? Is it because it belonged to someone else and you think that by inheriting it, you are also inheriting her ‘power’ and ‘position’? And don’t think we don’t know about your ass-kissing and sucking up to the higher management…it’s blatantly obvious that you’re trying to get into their good books. Well, don’t forget that you need the people below as well, and at the rate you’re going, you’ll have no one to catch you should you fall down cause you’re really, and I mean, REALLY, pissing EVERYONE off. In fact, we’ll probably wave bye to you when you’re on your way down.

Don’t think we don’t see through your pathetic attempts to mess up other teams. Don’t think we don’t see that you are trying to blacken your colleague’s reputation so that you will look better. Don’t think we don’t know how selfish and territorial you are being. Don’t think we don’t know that you’re planning to get on his good books.

Yours was a combination of good timing and…hmmm…nothing else. So don’t think you got to where you are because you’re good. Most of us think otherwise. You’re not a team player, you only care about what’s yours. Things that you don’t like to do, you shove it to someone else. Where is your team spirit?

And my god…how could you be so rude? She has been nothing but nice to you…putting up with all your nonsense when anyone else would’ve given you a tight slap and asked you to GROW UP. Or shoved you off KLCC.

Your behavior is appalling. Totally, abso-f**cking-lutely appalling.

I think there’s something seriously wrong with the electrical wiring in our apartment. The fuse box trips extremely easily, and last night was by far the worst ever.

It started in the evening when hubby came home after dropping me off at my parent’s place for dinner. The fuse had already tripped in the evening, so hubby flipped it back on again. And apparently, after that, it tripped four more times before I came home.

Nothing happened after that, so we went off to bed. About 2am, I woke up feeling really hot, and blur blur me just thought that the blanket was too thick. Hubby woke up as well and realized that the switch had tripped again. And that’s when the nightmare started. From 2am onwards, the switch tripped almost every one hour, or sometimes, half an hour…!! Hubby would get out of bed, stumble outside to flip the switch back up, and in some cases, in less than 15 minutes, it’ll trip again. Both of us didn’t get any sleep the whole night…we literally looked, walked and talked like zombies the next morning…

OMG…I’m so effing bored. I WANT TO GO HOME…*wails*

My head is swimming with SAS codes. I realized that my brain stops functioning at about 4pm (and I technically am only fully awake at 10am), so right now, the codes just don’t make sense anymore. And I can’t get the bl**dy figures to match. *wails more*

Sux.

It’s time to go home…home home home…and it’s Thursday! Thursday is my good-food-day! *perks up* Thursday is when I go to my parent’s place for a dose of home-cooked goodness. Thursday is one day before Friday which is one day before Saturday. Therefore Thursdays are good days. But not when you can’t get stupid little idiotic numbers to match!!!!!

Creative accounting…that’s what I need to do…hahah….

It’s been about six months since I last revamped my blog…and I’m feeling the itch to change it again. I’m bored with the layout, the font, the colour, etc.

I’ve also been trying to upgrade my Movable Type to the latest version (I want the unlimited weblogs, though god knows what I’m gonna do with ‘em), but the last time I tried, I just couldn’t do it. And I haven’t found the time since then to sit down and try again.

And ever since I started work, I haven’t had much time to blog much, and it drives me nuts. I haven’t even completely migrated my previous blog over, and I have so many things on my to-do list. So many backdated events! Argh. Ok…working myself into a frenzy isn’t going to help things…*breathe in breathe out*….sigh.

And that’s not the only thing I want to change. My job is driving me up the wall. Well, not the job itself…there are many contributing reasons. So now, I don’t know if I want to stay or go. Stay. Go. Go. Stay. Argh.

If the Year of the Dog is indeed a year for changes, the effects are starting early!