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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

yes yes yes. whenever edwina blogs, nothing good comes out. so what.

i was supposed to give out the doc files to every relationship manager. and so my supervisor brought me around as i will be doing that quite often. of course, not everyone was present at that moment. therefore, i got to give the rest awhile later. and later came. my supervisor did warn me about this particular guy. she said he is quite mean. however, he's kind to 'little' girls like me. moreover a gorgeous one :D whatever. and so that moment arrived. i innocently handed him the doc. file and all he said was," becareful." meaning not to mess his files on his table. IT MADE ME REALLY IRRITATED. MAD. PISSED. FUCKED-UP.

DAVID ANG. you ought to learn your manners from a 19 years old.

you are in no position to talk to me like that. or show your lousy attitude. i'm actually your boss daughter if you do not know. i do record how each and everyone of you treat me. and calculate your popularity. Conclusion. you SUCK. and i can forsee that you have serious metal problem. you cant live long. probably 10 more secs? serious. i'm actually wearing a lab robe or whatever you call that and glasses using a pen calculating on a piece of paper. and the result is 100% genuine. i dont lie. i got to excuse for a moment. i'm wiping David ang's blood off the screen so that i can see better. and i got to try to flush his body down the toilet bowl so that no one will suspect. the parang too.

jon wants me to blog about him. hey dude. enjoy your life in army.


edwina just bitched at 9:06 PM

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