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Here's the final bullet
Wednesday, January 6, 2010 || 2:05 AM
Dear Dinah Atiqah,
1.You led your tarian in to SYF central judging and they got the freaking gold(crushing and trampling over many others that stood before you and THAT gold along the way ~ oh, the pain they must have felt. HAHAHA)
2.You verbally abuse and physically overpower Alex Lee the whole year(plus/minus) till you are almost as fierce as the guys( Let's face it, the number of friends you have of the female gender is countable. The girls hated your guts.)
3.Your voice can be heard 902370234823048 miles without you even trying so( you have officially swallowed the microphone into your throat )
SO WHY IS IT SO DAMN HARD FOR YOU TO PICK UP THE PHONE AND CALL SOMEONE FOR A FREAKING JOB?
What's the worst that could happen? No one can bloody see your face can? If you talk nonsense can just hang-up! LAMEXZXZXZ.
even i cannot take my lame-ness but believe it or not ( i know the people who know me cannot believe) but i'm just damn shy.
By this time, i think i'm a pro in sending resume. CAN YOU FREAKING IMAGINE THE NUMBER OF RESUMES IVE SENT OUT!
and still, no one wants to hire me.
i am god damn unemployable i think:( pffft..
Someone please hire meeeeeeeeeeee.
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