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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

changed my skin, thought the previous one got kinda boring and screwed up. noticed how your cursor will disappear? but anyway, looking at domokun always sorts of cheer me up with some cheap but profound humor.
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(the following is purely fictional, and any resemblance to the living or dead is purely coincidental)

dear almighty,

i have a problem. i'm nowhere near youthful anymore, at 30. i'm still single, and through years of means and ways, i still find no solace in any girl. i still live with my mother and sister in a single flat apartment, and im afraid that she scolds me for not cleaning my room and helping out with housework, so i must go home punctually to do my share promptly.

i've not been really successful at work either. my interpersonal relationships with my subordinates are uptight at best. i want my superiors to credit and appreciate me, but i dont know how they feel about me. i tend to stress out easily over mediocre performance, because i want the best for myself and only myself. it gets to a level of ridicule, and everyone seems to hate me for it. i subconsiously pass this stress and panic to everyone around me, especially those that clear the most shit for me. some can manage to work as per se, but there are those that somehow decrease in performance. i hate it when other people cant take high levels of stress as good as me.

so please help me, i need to change everyone around me so that they dont do stupid things like taking medical leaves or being blur, and make me stressed out so often. also please help me extend my contract, because although i say i dont want it, i must have it, because i cant do shit outside of where i work now. please please, fanks!


Grrrr...11:45 PM
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