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little miss bossy
Wednesday, July 22, 200910:24 PM


I seems to have some spare time on my own and what better way to pass the time away than to change my blogskin. Oh yeah!
I know I have not been updating my blog regularly like I used to. These days, I just have nothing to blog about.

Apparently today, little miss bossy has been bossing me around. I swear. I almost wanna kick her ass. Even on my break, she has been telling me what to do.
She could even have the cheek to tell someone that I'm flirting *rolling eyes*
I D.O N.O.T F.L.I.R.T
actually. say whatever you want. I won't care a thing.

She makes me think that she work longer than me when she is only a month old compared to me. With her telling me what to do, why won't I have that kind of thinking.

I'm trying to be nice to you and the best you could do is try to be nice to me back. I was actually nice enough to just do whatever you asked me to without me giving you scares or whatever I thought of doing.
I know I'll get this ugly jealous feeling whenever she is working with someone I really care about but I'll always tell myself that I am way better than her and she won't stand a chance. I can be paranoid sometimes.

I was thankful to have Joy. with her "break-dancing", dancing along with the so called hip-hop music that my store is currently playing. I had a great laugh especially the look on her faces when our regular customer saw her dancing on the floor and me not telling her bout it. It was hilarious.

Anyhoots. I'm looking forward to my weekends. Spending time with family and Kak Ila.

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