my parents fetched me and darwisy on friday night.
i shared with them my problem at work with bitch.
at most, my mom told me to chill and not war with the bitch.

i can't stand it if people loves to corrupt another innocent mind into believing the non-truth.
i'm ban from Level 4 and 5 to chill with my mate for the usual khakis break.
why?
because bitch just got her period thus all the idiot talking going on.
like FUCK kan?

i'm happy leading my own life at the corner of the deserted area of my desk, and now i'm being monitor-ed like a small child who needs their mother under her armpit.

BABI BABI BABI nya SUNDAL.

war will commerce next week. i can't take it.
i will say and end there.
and i don't mind getting terminated.
i rather work else where then having to deal with two headed snake with minimal brain cells.

and each day, i'm getting worried and paranoid.
my period is still one drop one drop each day and it's driving me nuts.
i'm scared to test positive for pregnancy or even visit the doctor.
i know it's tough with two boys in tow, to add another one.
oh my! triple trouble.

can someone convince me that i'm pregnant?