Just when i wished it rain...yup it rained...if only i wished for money and it appears, or a phD, or a career....ah well...

Its rainy days like these (i mean the heavy downpour kind) that squeezes every little ampule of emo out of you. And instead of finding a friend to talk about it...you choose to blog and whine about the f87ked up shit that has happened or is still happening in your life...tsk...

Recently...i'm being constantly bitten by the irritating/annoyance bug. It seems that some people just find "get out of my 100m radius of sight" a little too difficult to comprehand. Which english word seems incomprehandable to you? 100? ok that's the only non-english thing there. It seems that Mr. L (for loser) is still on a pilgrimage for forgiveness from the Almighty Queen (me)of sanity, hoping for a day to redeem himself and be spared from the wrath of Her Highness (me). Apparantly he even tried so hard to the extent of sending me emails which were "detected unsafe and could be a potential harm to the computer" (hey don't blame me, even hotmail knows what's a loser mail and what's not and spared me the agony of ever reading it).

The most annoying part of this entire epic saga is that our department has a "close relationship" forged by my Queen Mother and their Empress of Siam. Now...first i have to deal with a Mr. L...and next i have to also deal with a soon-to-be Mrs. B. Well, apparantly that scorned Ministry of Failures and Retards who can't seem to behave in a matured manner as well as think maturely are an army of idiocrisy and childishness like no other. To think i'm younger than them and i think way further...tsk talk about young at heart.

Well all the best to Mr. L and Mrs B. if ever the 2 of you are together (which is impossible because she will not dump her husband for a loser like you, and even if both of you were together, she'd be sleeping around with other guys...and you'll have to "accept it" like a wuss, spineless piece of f87ked up shit).

Well, if things could get worst, i'd say i have to endure this pieces of thrash till the 11th of July where i won't bother to even give a hoot or 2 about them. I wish them all the best in their neverending efforts of failures in life (proven) as well as in getting lightning strikes multiple times. While i head out to smell the fresh air of Happy Land and stay with 3 guys under the same roof...

*PS: no major differences but you can read the different variations

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