THIS IS HOW BLOODY LOUSY SINGNET BROADBAND IS.

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i'VE BEEN TRYING TO DOWNLOAD SOME GAMES ONLINE AND UPLOAD BLOODY PICTURES FROM MY TRIP IN MALAYSIA BUT TILL NOW NOTHING HAS BEEN BLOODY ACCOMPLISHED BECAUSE MY INTERNET CONNECTION IS SO DAMN SLOW!

FUCKING HELL.

It doesn't pay to be nice sometimes.

Doesn't pay to be a bridesmaid who offers to help out for everything, even when sick. Even though all I wanted was for the bride to have a happy wedding, I didn't like it when the Bride's dad insisted on opening the bloody door when the 'bribe', red packets for the Bride's maids was only $88, it's not like the bride wasn't going to get married off in time anyway. WTF.

Didn't make me ( or the other sleeping bride's maids) feel any better when it was revealed that the groom had prepared up to a few hundred dollars of red packet money.

*Expletives*

I'd even dislocated my knee while posing for photos. Doesn't feel good when all I got was $17.60.

*Expletives*

But nevertheless, the wedding went on pretty smoothly. That's all that matters, right?

(Who am I kidding but myself. A little part of me still hates being underpaid for all that bloody effort put in.)

GAHs.

So my knee is swollen, I had to limp the whole day, and the lack of sleep from preparation for the wedding has aggravated my flu. ( Was infected with a bad bout of influenza from P when she cough-sneezed next to me last Monday.)

*sigh*

Doesn't make things easier for me tomorrow since the H.O.D will most probably black mark me for not reporting to her that I was on MC in time on Friday. I knocked out right after taking the medication and didn't text P about my MC cuz I was intending to return to work the next day.

*sigh*

Doubt I'll be able to hold onto this job after my contract ends next July.

I'll just revert back to my books and be all poor and miserable all over again. But at least I'll be doing a Degree instead of another Diploma. ( I hope.)

Maybe my new retail venture would take off a little more than my previous endeavour, and I won't even need to work for others anymore.

=D

I can only hope,wish and pray VERY hard.

Queen bitch is screaming again. Fortunately, my ears are so badly blocked, I can only hear incoherent screams. At least her insults won't bother me.

( I got home after watching New Moon, and found the floor and walls crawling with fucking ants! Had to spray every surface with insecticide and then mop up those dead fuckers with detergent. WTF.)

Apparently the Bitch isn't happy with the job done. When floor mopping isn't even my allocated task. Shorty doesn't even give a shit about the floor even though it's her job. All she fucking does all day is to sit in front of her bloody laptop and play Facebook games while asking for allowance every couple weeks. WTF.

I wish my life could be so slack. I HATE BUMMERS.

*sigh*

Sleepy time.

My fingers are so blistered from opening wine and champagne bottles.

I can barely bend my fingers.

It feels like I've just gone through an intensive individual fencing training without gloves on.

Those days were decidedly bittersweet, but like all old memories, they always seem better.

Christmas is another 24 days away. Audit Season is starting its bloody engine and I've been continuously bugged by the Boss for my IQC results for Formaldehyde.

*sigh*

The results did not come out as desired and so Corrective Action is in order.

Interesting samples have been trickling in, and I'm intrigued.

My favourite samples are still alcohol though. =p

Queen Bitch has been throwing bitch fits since the departure of Ana the Fat Maid. LOL.

I'm just sitting by and watching her go mad over the undone housework given to the Sisters.

I just make sure my crap is cleared daily. hah.

I've been busy helping out with Shirley's sister's wedding, which unfortunately is going to happen this SATURDAY, cuz she has SHITLOADS of PREPARATION to do.

Tomorrow will be another busy day.

Genrally, everyone is ashamed of me by association.

Whatever.

Depressive state sets in.

Past week has been relatively busy. With social events almost everyday.

Ana the Fat Maid left on Thursday.

I was left with the fucking laundry. I did as much as I could, as much as time allowed but I got fucking pissed off when Shorty refused to do her part and she was let off. The Father Figure did it for her instead.

WTF. I'm fucking angry and disappointed with The Tormentors, but what's new? I've lived with their biasedness for 21 years and there will only be more years of hell to come.

Saddened.

On a happier note, I was filmed on TV for just a couple seconds of screen time for some News Coverage last week, and they finally showed it last night. My Aunts saw me on TV. They texted me while I was busy doing make up for my company's Dinner and Dance.

Here's the badly filmed video if you're interested:




You'll see Shorty with her stupid green blanky and the voice of the Queen Bitch.

Dinner and Dance was pretty fun, with just a handful of us dressing up. But the handful took effort and we all looked really good. I'll post the pictures up when I finally get my hands on the pictures.

We got nominated for Best Dressed, of course, and we each got a cute white teddy bear.

The winner was a gay Indian Clerk and an aunty dressed in gawdy Arabian Nights costumes cuz we had to do a sing and dance which, sadly, I wasn't prepared for. Since when did the best dressed had to perform to get the prize? Pfft.

Fucking Stupid. It defeats the purpose of being the best dressed. Practically anyone with a fucking costume could be nominated then! And all they had to do was to do some fucking stupid dance to get the prize. Geez.

I pity those who bought a full set of costume.

On the way home after a fun night!

After Make up, before Hair.

At least the door gift was nice. A bear alarm cum USB multi port. Freaking cute.

The Bear Enjoys being Tied up and Poked.

The host for the night was pretty funny, and he took turns to interact with each of us.

MC: Do you know why you can never go into the Frozen Sections of supermarkets?

Me: No. Why?

MC: Because you're dressed so hot today you'll melt the whole Frozen Section!

ROFL.

Celebrated M's birthday with A and friends at Clark Quay after DnD and got her so tipsy I felt bad. LOL.

A got her home safely, I think.

Got home and managed to remove all 20++ pins in my hair, make up, and contact lenses.

I couldn't seem to wash out the hair spray in my hair though. LOL. Yvonne emptied like half a bottle of it on my hair and I smelt like J.A Hair Spray the whole damned night! Ugh.

Stupid girl.

Better off dead.

Inflammation sets in.

I don't know / don't wish to dress this cut.

I DID SOMETHING FUCKING STUPID.

I CUT MY WRIST 12 TIMES BUT NONE OF THE KNIVES AND SCISSORS WERE SHARP ENOUGH TO DRAW MUCH BLOOD.

FUCK.

A screw came loose.