The More I Dun Like, The More It Comes

I hate numbers.

Even thou its jus 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.

I hate all of them.

N my job features me raging a war almost everyday on those units. 10 vs 1. Bullying me. Hiding from me. Preventing me from taking leave. Preventing me from going home on time. Making me late for classes.

I hate uncertainty.

They come flying at me. Nothing is freaking confirmed. Jus like soccer or any sports. Only when the referee blows the whistle, that is then confirmed.

I hate not getting the credit I deserved.

I'm doing 1+1/2+3/4+1/2 ppl's job now. Working till 8pm. Anyone noes how much work I've done? I still have a lot of backlogs. Dun stack somemore!

I hate listening to ppl who're not worth listening to.

I dunno y I have to freaking listen to everyone when no one is listening to me. GRR. I'm stuck with incredibly noisy/long-winded ppl. I already CORRECTED it. Dun keep saying its WRONG AT 1ST SIGHT. Its NOT! N I'M THE ONE WHO DID IT! U CALCULATED WRONGLY!! N HELLO??? Ur inventory is OFF!! Y NO CORRECTION FOR SO LONG? GRR..

N DUN force ur ideas on me. I dun freaking care.

Hello?

Listen to me can??

Arbo dun disturb me can???

*I seriously hope this yr can end faster..*