Fucking sick...

I'm having lost feelings again and I have blardi hell no fucking idea. I shall blame it on stress...

I'm fucking sick of my job... fucking sick of some particular fucked up Indo customers... fucking sick of why all the philippines customer can't just paitiently fucking wait for their orders to be ready so we don't have to keep revising their orders every single shipment, every single week... and what do they order? an average of 50 qty of whatever product in cartons, 5 qty of whatever product in drums and 15 of whatever product in pails we have at the plant, every single week. why can't they just fucking order "properly" so we dun have to ship the same amount of qty of the same product every single week?!

fucking sick of negotiating the contract over n over again with elite... cant they fucking just have contracts just like all other companies... what the fuck with the 1 month notice and 2 months compensation?! its just fucking sick...

an undergrad throwin her premature baby down the rubbish chute.. fucking sick... so what if she has a "mental problem" after giving birth... all fucking bull shit! study so much for what fuck!? no social morals and values... what i'm saying here may offend some uni grads... but fuck you cos i dont care! out of 10 uni grads, 7 are fucked up! They dont maintain their parents but live in condos/ private housing, drive big cars, dress branded, wear rolex-es... worse of all, they throw their baby down the rubbish chute! fucked up sickos! glad that the remaining 3 out of every 10 are my friends who are not in the stereotyped... du zhe yang duo shu for what fuck?! no use one... she hui da xue is still the best...

pms... ignore me... but whatever i said is making sense.. that i know...