Sunday, 24 July 2011

The current songs are for me and not other people.
I seriously hate the chef at my workplace whom don't even have the sympathy for us workers.
When we are hungry and tell them to cook, they give us a fuck face and then act all fuck up.
Its your job to cook for us right? Further more you are so free and have nothing to do, and yet you just find some reason and ignore.
Seriously, go to hell man.
Wait till I fall sick and got some incurable illness, I see how you explain to me.
Perhaps, I should die earlier and end my miserable life.
Sorry for scolding so much profanity language, but seriously, who want to care about me?

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