tharrr she blows...my job sucks

sorry guys...haven't had the time or energy to update this thing. after coming back from sumatra on wednesday, everything has been fucked up in the office. i've stayed in the office longer in the two days this week than in any other 5-day week i've worked in this year. freaking pissed me off. why is it that nothing and no one can do anything without my fucking quotation or advice??? seems like i'm the operator behind all these stupid machines sitting in the office. fuck lah. get a brain lah...if not for your own good, then at least for my sanity.

people in government agencies (actually we're already pte ltd but i still can't tell the difference) such as mine like to make sure that their backsides are all covered with bulletproof vests before they venture out into the hunting grounds. they put so much of it on that it slows them down and makes catching prey extremely difficult. and even when we do catch the occasional dumbfuck, the reward for the hunter is peanuts. i liken my position as a sales staff in my company to that of a person who works for one of those diamond mining companies in south africa, where the dimwit who digs for and finds the diamond gets about $5 for it, while the company is reaping in gross amounts of profit for their cheap labour find. it's disgusting. if you wanna reward someone, then do it. don't come out with some shitass scheme that only dangles the fucking carrot closer and closer to your nose, but further and further away from your mouth. cheebye.

sorry, i tend to get emotional, and hence, really vulgar when i'm angry. ARGH!!!!!! maybe that's why i've been drinking so much recently...haha. that's the first smile that's been on my face today. i think i need a drink...