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Monday, July 6, 2009

i'm blardy pissed.disappointed.all things negative rolled into 1.
some how iknew my first day wont go well, but i didnt expect this.
tried so hard tokeep a positive mind, motivate myself..
but things still tuern out like shit.

i went to my "office" onli to be greeted by 2 ahpeks who weren't even wearing shoes in the "office"
and there i was foolishly in my semi formals.
they didnt know i was coming, they didnt know what the hell an intern was.
they said "boss overseas. duno when come back. u go home. or u wait here"
kns.
so i waited for the next person cud see.
an accountant.
-.-"
the blardy accntant didnt cm in till 10+

by the time i left redi, n she called.
" oh. mr ketan is in India. for marriage"

u tell me how to keep a positve mind.
place is like shit.
my new shoes hurts like fcuk.
i dunno who de hell is my lo.
AND fcuking supervisor didnt bother to tell me not to report.
OR reply my courtesy email.

positive my ass la.