B-i-t-c-h

The first time in my career, I slammed the phone down on someone.
Considering I am only 3 months into my career (or rather, my first job) I figured I should reconsider and reflect upon what I just did.
Right after I slammed the phone down.
Every morsel of me oozed regret.

BUT I REFUSED guilt and prefered to INDULGE in the moment instead.
The pleasures of having the last word is indescribable.
Though I doubt I had the last word.
Because I knew I was losing the battle.
I slammed down whilst I was losing.
Nonetheless, it felt good.
How's that?
She slammed the phone down on me before.
I hope you fumed the way I fumed when she slammed the phone down on me.

How juvenile to be playing games like these.
But I like.

Bah.
And so I sulked the entire day.

Haven't in the best of moods lately.
Been getting easily annoyed with little minor stuff.
Slamming the phone seems to be my latest favourite hobby.
Ask LBB the no. of times I just hung up on him.
The thing is.
I rather hang up than to SHOUT.
Because I know I am BOILING with anger.
And THAT only applies to ME.
That is, NOBODY can SLAM down the phone on me and expects to GET AWAY WITH IT.
Listen up now LBB.

I need a new bottle of perfume.
In a scent that I LOVE.
I am getting sick to the bone smelling of Gucci's Envy.
I was initially neutral towards it.
But now, it has become very much nauseating.

I woke up like really late this morning.
Didn't have time to paint my face.
Settled only on the eyes.
Gosh.
For the sake of looking pretty, I swear I will sleep earlier from now onwards.
I cannot afford to go to work without (war)paint on my face.
What if I bum into a Ferrari-driving CYT?
I will soooo hang myself.

Speaking of which, I am in desperate need to lose weight.
Despite how you think I still look the same.
I cannot help but feel the fats are invading me in every possible manner.
DARN it.

My Ladies Department consists of 3 of us merchandisers.
One of them finally threw in the towel today and called it quits.
Frankly, my boss haven't been really nice to her.
I feel for her sometimes.
But at other times, I find her annoying.
Because she tendered today, because my boss hates her to begin with, because she is leaving this Friday.
The tension in the air was so thick I suffocated.
My boss stopped bothering to be a little more polite.
She let herself go.
My colleague stopped bothering about offending my boss
She let herself go.
I am seriously in the middle of the battle field.
Minding my own business.

And I just want to sit in a peaceful garden. Can?