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21/02/2009

having a bad day.. sobad!! argh!!
my brother used my hairpin to scratch me when i tried to get my pen back from him
bastard!!! now my hand gt a very long n bloody line liao larhh...

currently writing a compo, or continue-ing a compo -Anger.
since gt nth to do, so just post it here lor...
please give me ur comment =)

I really felt remorseful for what I have done. Now, I’m finally released from the dark, moist and enclosed tiny room. Bright and warm light came back to my life once again. A foolish act that I had done years ago still remained vivid in my mind. I wanted to tell all of the readers about the danger of anger. Anger is a powerful and strong expression. So powerful that can make you do the things that you can never imagine. Let me cut a long story short about what happened to be 15years ago.
Years ago, I was quite a successful person. Luxury car, bungalow and a stable job -everything that a person can ask for. However, things aren’t going that smooth when Janet joined the company. She was a bigheaded but intellectual person; wanting so much to be in the centre stage and attract the attention of the media, trying to get into the big guns’ good books. I loathe her a lot. As she was a greenhorn, she would ask me to teach her how to do the works. Taking my kindness for granted, as the time passes, she asked me to help her do all her jobs! I really cannot stand this anymore. I tried to complain to my boss, Mr. Machon about her. But he sided with her. I tried to put up with it.
A month later, is promotion day. To my surprise, none of us in our department got promoted except for her! She promote to a manager-the same position as me! I really could not believe what I had just heard! Neither could anyone else in the company. Seems like she had hook onto my boss and have an affair together. “Janet is a very promising businesswoman. She could finish her works on time and does it like a professional. I can see the future that she has – bright future. Okay, that’s all for the promotion today. Now, everyone, please get back to work”. I was deafened by his words. I cannot hear anything but the sentence that Mr. Machon said “Congratulations, Janet, you have just been promoted!” What about me? I helped her do all her work! Surely everyone in the same department as me knows that.
After a few months of her work here, the manager gave her to look after the finance of the company. It was a bad choice! She had eaten up the company’s money when I caught her red handed. She told me it was just a drop in the ocean. No one will find out anyway. But I think otherwise. Getting bolder everyday makes her stronger. I told my boss about her wrongdoings and advised him to get to the bottom of this matter. But as the days go by, the company’s money got lesser and lesser every day. Even the boss was shocked and was suspicious about Janet.
When he invigilated Janet, she told him that I was the one who had dug the money from the company to my own pocket! But I can swear that I was not the one! Nonetheless, he doesn’t believe in me-that old man! Janet must have suck up to him and said unpleasant things to him behind my back. Mr. Machon had a wife and 3 kids at home. How could he do that! A lot of the employees of the company saw the 2 of them eating lunch together in a nearby restaurant. ‘Adulterous pair’ I muttered to myself everytime I see the 2 of them walking together.
After a few weeks, a boom shell dropped on me. I was given an axe! How could this happen?! ‘Janet!’ the first thing that comes to my mind. I knew she was the one who had land me into all these trouble.
Anger was building up in me since the day she was promoted; trying my best to tolerate it and put everything aside from now on, now that it’s all in the past and I told myself to bury the hatchet. ‘I must not let anger get the best of me.’
One day, after I was fired, I saw her on the television. Still having her confident look, she announced to the media that she had clinched a major deal with some important client in America. Beside her, was Mr. Machon, it was then that I remembered that one of my colleagues called me and told me that Mr. M(short-formed for Machon) had just divorced with his wife and abandoned his kids for that so – called Janet. How could he done that!
Ignoring the news, I went to change my clothes and get ready to drive to shop, as usual. As I was driving down the road, I caught sight of the familiar posh car behind mine. It was Mr. M.’s ‘what an unlucky day. I should have not gone out to shop today. Why does he have to spoil my good mood?’ I told myself while driving.
Just then, that similar red car honked at me; I looked back and… ‘Did I… knock onto somebody? How I wish I did not do that.’ I stopped my brakes in time, got off my car and… Is that? Is that Janet whom I saw? Knocked down by me? Suddenly, a sense of relief came over me. Finally! I got my revenge on Janet. Blood was coming out from her head and legs. I realized that she was severely injured. Mr. M. got off his car too and saw Janet and I. He shoved my away and held Janet to his arms. “ You! You are the one who knocked her down! You are the one who wanted revenge all along. I should have known that you are the one who stole the money from the company and put it to your own pocket. I should have sent you to jail long ago. Maybe I was too lenient with you. But not today. You have knocked down on Janet and you’re not going to escape any longer.” Fear strikes me.
Few minutes later after passer-bys called the police, I was sent to jail and have to serve for 15years. Thank goodness Janet had not die, but injured her leg and minor blood injury from her head. Or else, the sentence might be longer.
Days were long in there. A day feels like a hundred years. When I was released, I realized that driving is dangerous. Thank goodness I was not allowed to drive ever again. Now, I take bus or taxi when I was going out.
Anger can make you knock over a person. And it can make you lose everything that you ever had, well. almost.



Erm..how's my compo?? i know its bad la..hahs..nvm..
gonna submit to gabriel chong to mark =p

and I just went to Shelley's blogshop, again. to check out on some contact lens.




which 1 should i choose?
shelley say i should choose de gray blue de,
den my mother say de ultra violet de, but az gt liao
so...haizz..
which 1???!!
LOL!!
no money liao still thinkin of spendin..
bo pian la..ok?
old habit die hard liao..
江山易改,本性难移啊。。

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