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Monday, February 27, 2006


i hate those BITCHES from the IT dept
they were changing the modem on imelda's com.
so i just took the chance to tell them that her speaker cant work, out of courtesy.
FUCK. stupid bitch gave me a stare and said "i'm only changing the modem"
damn her la. change so long, and she dragged her other bitches to change i-dunno-what. and they made LOADS OF NOISE. i turned the volume of my internet radio higher, and i purposely typed very loudly to show my buay-song-ness. apparently they are dumb they dont get the hint.

and she's not a bimbo, mind you. not like the IT head. at least the head is pretty. not like that old virgin lookalike.

and she got BO. she pushed my chair (when i'm still sitting on it) and didnt bother to say excuse me, she's fat and she cant pass through the space. urgh! SHE STINKS!


enough of my ranting. wahahaha

Ytienkwan waved at 5:26 pm