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have I mentioned that I hate gacc?
GACC and protocol could shove themselves up an elephant's ass and stay there for the good of eternity. There are a million other things I could be blogging about, from things as tiny as planktons to events as big as the comic fiesta, but it's always the unpleasant things that managed to make themselves the priority. Unpleasant but worth-the-trouble I don't mind, unpleasant but enjoyable I don't mind either, but unpleasant and unpleasant to the max I have a deep disregard for.And it just so happens that GACC and protocol are the two of them. They're both like bratty brats playing dress up and trying to play pretty. Shit ass fuck. Schzanne has been acting up with the Airlangga as well. She wants me to present. I wonder if she's asked anybody else to do the same. This is me being selfish, and realising that doesn't make me feel any better by much. But seriously, I need to take a stand a learn how to say 'no'. It's surprisingly difficult to say out loud, but it will make things easier for me in the long run, for sure. And now, back too GACC. It's the last day of the holidays and I'm gonna go back to GACC for more fucking work. Yeah, I'm gonna punch something out by the end of the day. I can't label this under expletives because I've promised. Shit. Labels: rants |