dear diaree.
ladies and gentlemen,
do not slow down.
there is no time for walking,
everything must be rushed.
do not, i repeat do not,
stop and smell the roses.
brisk walk.
running is encourages,
unless you're in heels.
certain ladylike traditions still apply,
but you still must be fast.
you there - why are your heels over three inches?
and you on the other side - your earrings aren't supposed to be bright pink.
rule nineteen hundred and twenty three
of the boring-mid-life-stress-yourself-out handbook
dictates that ONLY black and white
and certain shades of grey are allowed.
what?
do you think the workplace is some kind of
PLAYGROUND?!
wrong, fool!
listen good,
everyone of you are slaves to the system
every heinous crime you do
slices twenty four hours of leave
one more off day gone, byebye.
no paycheck.
and dont even think of being a radical.
rebels have harsher punishments.
and yes, that is possible.
tday was fun. hahahahahs. sorry so contrast to my blog. lols. wrote that at bedok inter again. sms poem. amazing bedok inter. so much inspiration. voice over tmrw. dumdeedum. harry potter with dearies. loves everyone!
nads.
`here we are so waht you gna do? come on baby jst make your move (:
__SMILE (:
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