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    Wednesday, September 17, 2008

    somehow, i find myself being contracted to a certain organisation. and the thing is, i dont even have the slightest recollection of me signing such a contract. weird. and i couldnt break the contract in any way. if i do so, i'll be sent to jail!

    what a bummer!

    okay, just today, this afternoon in fact, this certain organisation made me waste $17.50 on cab fare. i had to cab down to the office at which im supposed to work at for the next two years from my home. can you imagine that?

    you might say i could have taken public transport. but hey. my superior threatened to hold me back 1.5hours past my usual dismissal time. which sucks. so i had no choice but to cab down.

    why did i have to cab down in the afternoon you ask?

    well, thats because i had to go for my medical appointment, and i wasnt dressed for work, so i had to go home and shower and change before i could leave. then my superior sent me that damning text, of which the contents i shant divulge.

    *psst, this organisation is all powerful, thats why i have to be careful*

    bah. this really happened to me. up till now, i still dont know when i signed that damned 2 year contract.


    oh.

    i get it.

    it must have happened when i was born on 18th may 1988.

    thats must be it.

    bummer.


    10:43 pm