if i didnt count wrongly, i am left with 42 working days.

i dunch like sip and i miss school, a lot. the people at work are so fucking weird we totally cannot click. the conversations are all so fake and forced. there are no laughter no joy no excitement in the office. my boss is an asshole i dont like all the topics he talks about. he thinks he's damn good. he sound so gay and he's fat and ugly. i dont like his specs. it is like circle on one side and square on the other side. it is fucking distracting. and that shirley lady. i just feel like stabbing her sometimes. i want to take the masking tape and fucking tape her mouth. she just nagged at me last week cos i only take halal food. and my supervisor is a freak. i dont think he has a life and i think he is not human at all wtf these people?

if you dont already know, my boss' name is SP. Which coincidentally means, Step Paham. Haiiiiiiiiiiiii the man and the name suits huh.

Sorry i am totally high on drugs. totally.

if i didnt count wrongly, i am left with 42 working days.

i dunch like sip and i miss school, a lot. the people at work are so fucking weird we totally cannot click. the conversations are all so fake and forced. there are no laughter no joy no excitement in the office. my boss is an asshole i dont like all the topics he talks about. he thinks he's damn good. he sound so gay and he's fat and ugly. i dont like his specs. it is like circle on one side and square on the other side. it is fucking distracting. and that shirley lady. i just feel like stabbing her sometimes. i want to take the masking tape and fucking tape her mouth. she just nagged at me last week cos i only take halal food. and my supervisor is a freak. i dont think he has a life and i think he is not human at all wtf these people?

if you dont already know, my boss' name is SP. Which coincidentally means, Step Paham. Haiiiiiiiiiiiii the man and the name suits huh.

Sorry i am totally high on drugs. totally.