.im the supergirl.

Friday, 29 February 2008

claustral

i feel so trapped. the irritating tee shirt thing is driving me nuts. dont be mistaken, its not people who are gonna don these shirts, theyve been super cooperative. its that stupid hell-of-a-i-dunno-what printing guy. hes so half-hearted.. ugh! cmon man, who the hell doesnt constantly check his email when your businesses are based mainly by email? sigh~ breathe weiting, breathe!

anyway, i got the tee design emailed to him already and hes said to communicate again after 20mins. so id have to call him again, like for the fourth or fifth time today? its as if i dont have things to do. and i always thought customers are always right. bah. whatever. for the sake of our once-in-a-lifetime graduation show, id do it.

i know i always get things done. but i just hate putting in tons of effort. because when you do things well, people always expect more from you, especially bosses. and their standards get higher and higher, and in the end, if you make a single mistake, theyd slaughter you immediately. and besides, im like super lazy. sigh its just the same everywhere.

i wanna go ktv! sigh.. havent really sang in centuries.
i miss singing for people i like.

youve never gotten into my good books.
i flipped the pages and finished them all,
before you even caught the titles.

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your supergirl.
-3:35:00 pm-