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Monday, March 22, 2004

We gave him a clear-cut victory.

The least he could have done was give us a day off.

Bah.

Monday morning blues, this is.

Sunday, March 21, 2004

Malaysia held its leg of the Formula One race today. As expected, victory went to Michael Schumacher and Ferrari.

The Malaysian nation also went to polls today.

And as expected, preliminary results shows the ruling coalition government on its way to a landslide two-thirds majority victory.

It has also regained hold of Trengganu, previously held by the religious Islamic facist opposition party. I do hope the ruling coalition takes back the other state currently under the facist opposition rule too - Kelantan. In fact, I hope the facist opposition suffers such a horrible defeat that they have absolutely no chance of ever re-emerging as a serious contender again. I'm glad the people were smart enough to choose. It also goes to show that they have had enough of the facist opposition's backward thinking, dinosaur, fanatical ways.

Unless some freak incident happens and all the ballots are burned by some mysterious fire, it looks like the ruling coalition will return with a huge mandate and give our new PM, his first elected term.

I'm just happy that we all don't have to wear tudungs and be subjected to Syariah or Hudud laws.

Monday, March 15, 2004

Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Damn bloody stressed. Totally stressed out. Totally. Totally. Totally.

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Geesh.

It looks like in order to get things done, I have to do them myself.

Sigh.

All she needed to do was pick up the phone and change the freaking airticket. One thousand and freaking one excuses. Bloody hell. So, if I didn't call to find out what was going on, she probably would have waited forever to tell me. Great.

When you're all hyped up about something, the fall back hurts a lot. I really want to go and I thought I had made it clear. I thought she made it clear she wanted to go as well. So, what's all this shit?!

F@#%^.

Damn it.

I am so irritated.

I am so mad.

I am so disappointed.

Damn it.

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

To be a permanent member of staff or not.

I have until this week to say yes or no.

Pros:
I don't have to worry about income tax.
My EPF contribution will start up again.
I'll actually have a calling card.
Possibilities of year-end bonuses/company holidays.
Medical is covered.
A fun and good partner.
I can apply for more credit cards.

Cons:
I take home less in terms of pay (cos there's now tax deductions, EPF deductions etc).
I have to participate in company activities.
I have to go for meetings.
Only X no. of days annual leave.
The thought of being 'tied down'.

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.