Which [Smallville] Characters are you?


oh man oh man. haha YES YES i do think she's really hot. argh damnit. i wish.

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i admire the persistence of my supervisor to keep me on my feet every second that i'm here. screw you.

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okay i tagged on blogs of many people just so they'd come visit my blog. actually no, i did it cause i'm fuckbored at work and i haven't been blog hopping for a long time and i miss everyone.. :p so tag and shoutout on my blog too ya?

still too long to go before this shite ends. work is really too jading. jading. is there such a word? somebody please tell me. it's been bugging me but yes, i'm too lazy to check it out.

it's been a short weekend and now we're all back at fucking work again. people are giving me real shite attitude and darling liason officer hasn't come yet. it's alright, salvation is near.

so this is how it went. i was sitting somewhere in the buttfucking east on saturday night. actually outside somewhere, don't know where the hell it is because i never went there previously. but yeah, after naush and masha had dinner at some overpriced japanese place, we went to get a drink at that weirdass secluded coffeeshop. so i'm bitching about work endlessly and end up telling them about this hot chick and then guess who i see? hot chick from office! i was just staring at her for the longest time and i don't remember what i said to her but man, talk about timing. but of course, soon after, two other people who give me the worst treatment here join her. so there i was smiling at them and thinking what the hell i'd done to see them the day of my leave when i realised that the coffee i ordered to be extra sweet was bitter. i struggled with masha's brutal honesty as i sat there still staring in awe at my colleagues. no, brutal honesty with masha wasn't a bad thing at all. in fact it was funny. while they were having dinner and talking, naush suggested a drink at the coffeeshop after dinner and we started talking about having medication before alcohol. putting a foot forward to naush and i tried to convince masha that one beer won't harm much after medication because it's not that much, she killed my consolation with a "you're alcholic, your hands are shaking, you're on anti-depressants and you want me to believe you?" or something along the lines of that. i love the way she said it. and so ended my quest of trying to rid her of her panadol before alcohol phobia. nonetheless, it was a good talk over coffee about homosexuality, men and infidelity. and as i dreamt of scalding all my colleagues with my hot coffee, i realised that time was passing faster. like how i realise now that i probably didn't make any sense at all. i would love to go to that place again but i fear my colleagues lurking around and waiting to show up. [shudder] the pain. turn away as i stab myself with a smile on my face.

+ posted by: melissa