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what i exp yesterday night during work made me realized that when one got promoted, things starts to change. This fucker, somehow saw me using my handphone which i think is not wrong, cos im sms-ing somebody, and so he happened to see me using it. The next moment my colleague called me and told me someone told him to tell me dun keep on using my handphone. Com on its damn obvious is this cbk...

1. Me using handphone has got nothing to do with him... he is not my manager, he is just somebody in charge of just one station.

2. He knows who i am, but why the hell must he go tell somebody else to pass the message to me instead of telling me directly.

wtf is he trying to show, throwing his weights around? showing to me that he have the right to tell us off...

come on, he was one of us before... why must he do this, and im not doing anything wrong... not as if im playing PSP or listening to music...

nvm... i will remember...

in working society, you get to meet all sorts of people... esp people who seems to be nice to you, and stab you at the back without you knowing...

nothing seems to be going fine last night...

T.R.U.S.T
this is what i expect from all my friends, and i expect myself to be trustworthy towards my friends as well. I will be very disappointed when someone breached my trust in him/her, and from then on, i will not trust this person anymore... Like i said, i do forgive but i will never forget. U made me a fool in front of other people, and untill now you still do not know. I am still expecting an explanation and an apology...

Im glad that you stayed on your current job instead of coming over to mine. At least you get a taste of your own medicine.

The bitch in wonderland strikes again...
Letting the small bitch to go up to the sofa...
Pluck out my plug and din bother to pluck it back, and slam the door to show tt she is unhappy with me saying her...
She COMPLAINED to my weakling brother about my dad not closing the door and LET the small bitch ran out, and my brother sided her as usual and told me to tell MY DAD off... WTF, u mean everything we do, we have to look out for her? Come on, is the house ours or belongs to the small bitch...
Still dare to tell my dad off, who the fuck is she?
Just someone who on the air con 24 hrs 7 days... Mess up the place and dun bother clean it up... Walk around in the house with a towel as if the house is hers... And bath or doing business with the door open... Fuck you la cheap whore...

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