whoa - it's been 7 whole months hasn't it
i'm going through a phase currently. they call it the "i should make an attempt to connect with everybody again" phase. oh and also, the "i shall attempt to revive my long lost habits" phase. well you should be guessing it right this time, yours truly AM BACK HERE MAN!
WOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
not that blogging used to be a habit of mine, i refuse to admit it. but in all true essence of the word, i found myself agreeing with the premise whilst scrolling through pages and pages of this blog in the wee hours of the morning, 4-fucking-am to be precise. no, it wasn't an after-clubbing urge but rather - a John-instigated moment. But i digress.
In any case, things have been roller-coastey since the last time i wrote in here. You know, FEO isn't that bad. The office isn't even that bad. It's just the inclusion of some real fucks without a zipper on their mouths. Being jealous of over-performing people shouldn't be a basis for self-pity. If you are that jealous of my performance, why don't you just fucking get up from your seats and go get some sales for once? And oh, I hate the girl who sits just next to me. She is the MOST clique-y person i've ever met in my whole life. Totally zero-brains, zero self-opinion, 100% "i'm your friend so i don't care that you're telling lies, i'd just hate who you hate. it's only right."
fuck you. michelle yong. seriously. no wonder your bf hits you. no wonder he finds you childish. NOW I KNOW WHY.
before you raise your fat finger at me and accuse me of being a self-indulgent bitch, let me tell you that I am such and boy am i proud to be one. totally.
and the fact that i single-handedly gave up $4k worth of commission. so i always have the urge to beat myself over it but what the hell. you can't always have the best things in life can you.
later.
WOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
not that blogging used to be a habit of mine, i refuse to admit it. but in all true essence of the word, i found myself agreeing with the premise whilst scrolling through pages and pages of this blog in the wee hours of the morning, 4-fucking-am to be precise. no, it wasn't an after-clubbing urge but rather - a John-instigated moment. But i digress.
In any case, things have been roller-coastey since the last time i wrote in here. You know, FEO isn't that bad. The office isn't even that bad. It's just the inclusion of some real fucks without a zipper on their mouths. Being jealous of over-performing people shouldn't be a basis for self-pity. If you are that jealous of my performance, why don't you just fucking get up from your seats and go get some sales for once? And oh, I hate the girl who sits just next to me. She is the MOST clique-y person i've ever met in my whole life. Totally zero-brains, zero self-opinion, 100% "i'm your friend so i don't care that you're telling lies, i'd just hate who you hate. it's only right."
fuck you. michelle yong. seriously. no wonder your bf hits you. no wonder he finds you childish. NOW I KNOW WHY.
before you raise your fat finger at me and accuse me of being a self-indulgent bitch, let me tell you that I am such and boy am i proud to be one. totally.
and the fact that i single-handedly gave up $4k worth of commission. so i always have the urge to beat myself over it but what the hell. you can't always have the best things in life can you.
later.