+..Hitman Wanted..+
I'm dead bored. My life's a bore. I go to work everyday but i dunno what i did. Then exactly on the dot at 5pm, i'm already rushing out from this boredom. Either straight home, play my sports or dating Boe. Blank. I know i have to do loads. But at current (de)motivation i'm slumping against this new chair in a new office building. And MR doesn't help to boost my spirits either. Bah! Now, its even harder to date cos it requires money and time.
I want a salary raise.PERIOD.
I made up my mind to keep Obit. I don't have the heart and money to buy that new sporty look 1.6 h-line with EBD and ABS, totally new breed Proton. It wows me everytime it passed my Obit. Yeah congrats Proton eventho that filmsy whachamacallit door handle looks weird and that your ceiling is very low. (Effi argued, every sports car in the world are made of such - cos I look stupid everytime i bumped my head against it). Ouch! With that 1.6 cc and 16" tyres...plus higher insurance and road tax and maintenance bill...bla bla..plus my current debts (thanks to MJMH)...i guess Obit is okay...i just need it to be pimped. I hope dad can subsidised abit. Cos my micro minicule wage couldn't support that. yeah baby! God's willing I'll be richer after the car's installment finishes soon. Whoohoo...
I wonder where is that MJMH? I want to know when will this debt of his (now mine) be paid as promised? Curses...I've asked around for ppl hitman, etc for him. But due to (again) lack of resources, I couldn't do much. You need to have at least RM2K to locate him in Malaysia. Then another grand to do whatever you wish for him. I just want his legs, nose and hands broken. Because he already knew that I forbid him from using my money, he used it regardless, and blamed me for his loss? Curses curses...Yeah call me evil. I care less. As long as i got my tens of grands (READ: RM20 ribu) back!
to MJMH: you know who you are. You know i can locate you if i want.
END with curses.
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