I can't stand him. He's the reason why I'm so miserable at times.
I should have just gotten a no-brainer job.
He's irritating the hell out of me! It's stifling!
Even now, when it's the holidays, there are so many tasks that he has e-mailed us to be done.
This is so crappy.
Aaaargh!
Let's just get this blardy term over and done with.
I'm feeling so fucked up.
He spoilt my night.

It doesn't help that I'm so fucking tired all the time these past few days.
And I'm getting so depressed that the holidays are almost over.
Like what fucking holidays?
Okay, I'm getting vulgar.
Can't help it. I'm too emotional... And getting vulgar is the only way that I can relieve all the anger in me.

I should have applied for a 9 to 5 desk-bound job.
Or better still. One of those fully made-up sales girls at the cosmetic counters.
Yeah, the second option sounds way better.
At least all I have to do is look pretty the whole day and make sure my make-up doesn't slide.
And spend all the time touching up.
Isn't that fun...
It beats having to put up with fucked up people.

I'm gonna read a book to push all these angered thoughts away.
Aaaaaargh!
Fucked up!