long long time ago...

Thanks to the FUCKING MEDIA, my workload is quadrupled.

Thanks to the IDIOTS from the news saying "Hey, they is gonna finish dis casino SooooN ya? Dis Year IZZZIT?", I am now worked to the bone.

Cedric's out with reservist training, which im pretty sure was invented to screw up ur timetable, which means that im taking over his job, since im the only one who has the stones to do it properly.

Document control SUX. It is DA EPIC OF DA SUX!

I submitted 3 documents to MBS, ALL came back rejected. Fuck them. And it was all bcos of a title wrong here and a missing number there. Useless pussies. It is the SMALLEST things that irritate me. Plus, all the resubmissions that have piled up. Cedric couldnt clear them, so its now up to me.

And as if THAT isnt bad enough - the RC (reinforced concrete) walls have been erected all around the casino area, and GODDAMN EDWIN YEO still thinks the situation is rock steady. Good. Let him go and hack RC wall himself then. Motherfucker. Can't he just LEARN quickly? I've brought him all over the site TWICE now. And he can still get lost in his own fucking casino.

Absolutely great. I feel like commandeering a piling machine and piledriving my office into oblivion, with everyone inside.

That aside, the office is actually pretty good. It gives me an excuse to not have anything to do with the office back in paya lebar, where all the dicks are. If when the project is over, i am forced to go back to that shit-hole finance department, i will quit. I swear it. I will fucking QUIT.

Why? Bcos over here, i get respect. I have a role, and i am not redundant. When im not there, things REALLY can't move. And it's empowering. It's empowering to know that there are people counting on u, not gunning for u, like back in finance. Projects rawk. MBSIR rawks. I could work here forever.

Oh and one more thing. FUCK THE RAIN. It really only rains on the weekend. FUCK THAT SHIT. THAT IS SOOOOO FUCKED UP.

song of the day is "Straight from the Heart" by Bryan Adams.