Up up way up high!
I don't know when and how it will become to this situation. It is a really bad symptom for me. What am i going to do? My tongue is like twist around in my mouth. I couldn't help but wonder is it my tongue didn't work for so long time and end up like this? Lack of talking? Lack of exercise on my tongue tissue? I don't know at all.
Talking to people become an obstacle to me. I can't spell out a proper word when i talking to them. What the hell is going on? Where the hell of my confidence? Nothing best describe me like ant on a hot pot.
I am worry..ok is damn worry. It is cruel for me living in this fucking realistic world.
I can't imagine in one day me and "Language Barrier" has a link! Oh gosh..i am touching wood now.
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In his mind, I am VERY good in mind reading. OH!! How i wish i was good in that BUT i am not. I've been asking two times when he hand me some documents and the answer from him is "The documents is for our filing record". So i just file it and continue my stuff. 10 minutes later, he ask me whether i photocopy those documents already? What?!!? Good questions in my head. Words came from his mouth is filing but in his head is asking me to photocopy + filing.
Oh well...i wish i can read everyone mind and set up a shop, earn money from my special talent "Mind reading Expert". Good?
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Not once but twice this happend on me. I am repeat one last time. "I AM NOT DOING PURCHASE ORDER!!"
Today or just so happen on last few minutes, again my manager ask me about Purchase Order (PO). I don't know why he didn't call admin in main office instead of ask me to call admin! Both of us are sitting in same office, how on earth i know what happen in main office? When i helping him call the dump admin, he is yelling behind me and nag on the process bla bla bla. I can't take it anymore. Everytime i call out, sure he will shout right behind me. Can't just keep quiet for a few minutes? Is this hard?
He just pissing me off!
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Nothing to write about, half dead but life still gotta moves on.
Everything is stuck. Lucky star always slipped away from me.
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