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Friday, November 13, 2009, 12:45 PM
Na-bei. Or so they say. I blebbed my hands so bad it turned into abscess. With holes in them. I seemed to possess two things which were meant for National Geographic. Or something close. How the hell am I going to live with the pain and the horror of scars drawn all over my hooks like a botched henna art? I totally lost the feminine demeanour on my hands. If I was in the Prophet's era, I would have been killed for resembling a man's body part. How sad. *cries in a corner* I feel so morbidly depressed. *LAUGHS* Yes, I am so depressed, I'm (when one would usually contemplate suicide) laughing at myself. Bahaha. That's it, I'm actually guffawing at my sorry self for retaining something which grew to a level of monstrosity. I am so one of a kind. Only because there's only one of me. How many Rabiatul Adawiyah-s can you chance upon in this world who has ugly hands? No wait, that sounded too humiliating. How many Muttons can you come across who obtains over developed mitts? One. Me. Moi. Saya. Aku. Wo de. Gue. And why are we talking about my carbuncled palms in the first place, again? NEXT. Tell me I'm good. Tell me I'm kind. No really, please do. I am such a wonderful species, I went through the most difficult war of all times. Refraining from sleep, because Grinch pledged me to be his unlawful file transferring assistant. My job was copy-pasting. Sounds easy? How about copy-pasting 922 JPG files in one night? That's not all. Waiting for more than an hour till it's done before proceeding to the Editing Department where I nearly had pus spurting from my eyes, trying to stay awake with my fingers in a wayward state clicking aimlessly on my China made mouse. Just as I was about to think it's over, I had the "tolong uploadkan kat Facebook" job. -_______________-" Before that came all the frivolous "please, okay thank you. I love you". You name it, I got it. Including the Puss in Boots' eyes and the battering of eyelashes. And the sloppy air kisses and maybe the promise of something good at the end. Ahem. I hate not performing a good deed. Why? Because I am a good person. And one does not miss the chance in any opportunity to do good. And for your sake of information, if you would kindly absorb, I am not complaining. I am merely conveying my experience to you. Should you encounter situations like this, please......DON'T DO IT. Listen to me. Because you guys aren't as kind as I am. Plus, I don't think you'd want to waste your time transferring nearly a thousand files for shit. You don't even know if those image datas contain a slight speck of your delineation. Maybe not even a picture of a strand of your hair existed in those files. So, don't bother. Trust me on this. Unless if the bugger made a done deal in paying you a satisfying amount of dough. Then by all means, good bleeding luck and do it. If not....... Kirim salam jilat gigit hisap sedut sudah. Na-bei.Or so they say. P.S: On medical leave. the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton |
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