How bad cud it be?

Perhaps it's been a while that i was having this impression that im somehow the superior in the entire department, that when i was shown to obey instructions, i cudnt take it, how dare he giving me commands like dat, who does he think he is? i thought...

You might picture me as a child throwing tantrum, and would ask me to stop all that lamenting for COL. The thing is, it has never dawned on me that im nothing but an intern here, i thought i was making a major contribution here and the last thing they want is for me to quit my job, and fail my industrial training, for that matter...Well, as ive come to regain my composure, and sorry for losing my cool like this, nothing huge has happened actually, my manager merely rejected my request to approve on a protocol, apparently he wanted some affirmation, and he will not sign the proposal until ive got it right...oh bother..

Let's not talk bout him for a second, he gets on my nerves, and mark my word, he doesnt get along well with the rest of the co-workers as well...the other day i did mention my colleague gave us this Thai-cuisine treat right? Yeah, u got it, he wasnt invited...hahaha..everyone would talk and giggle and have fun in the office, and he was never included in the joke...poor man, u hafta gonna stop acting like a boss and really kick in with us, otherwise u r never gonna gain our respect, not that u care, that is...It would make the atmosphere a whole lot less tense if u could be as fun as our assisant manager...she is adorable...

Yesterday my plan for a movie didnt work out, instead, i had gone to my salon A.K.A Peek-A-Boo, hoping to get a hair cut. My hair has gone rather think for my comfort, i havent actually realised it until mom protested when i went back over the weekend...Alright, ive said, i'll see to it....Indeed, i have made an appointment with my hair stylist today, but while i was driving, i suddenly remembered that im not gonna make it this evening, since i hafta attend Cell Group (fyi, it is a Christian fellowship)...so i had popped in at the salon, it was Seth's day off, too bad, i said...then i saw someone gesguring to me, it was Shawn, the hair-stylist that had won some prizes in L'OREAL hair-styling competition..He asked me where im heading to, before i could tell him that Seth wasnt around, I asked if he is available, he said, Hell yeah, go and wash your hair, dude....So before i knew it, this gal was washing my hair for me....

I must really give her the credit, coz she does make me feel good, and please, by that i meant she gave me good massages on the head, it was like heaven after a hard day's work (please agree with me)...Shawn trimmed my hair a lil', since i had wanted to keep it long, then touched up here and there, and voila, it's done...to tell u the truth, i had prefered Seth's cutting, i dun give no d*** for any hair-cutting awards...While he was cutting my hair, he commented that my previous hair-cut wasnt his style, and i replied, yeah, it was seth's....and much better too, i said in my heart...

Later this evening, im gonna dine with two coursemates (not ex-cousemates, since i have yet to graduate) at SS2, they adore the diners there, i wonder why...too many ppl for my liking...after dat would be CG time...not gonna hangout tonight...im still looking forward to having a Gin party with KT et al. He has bought this Bombay Sapphire Gin ( i wish it was Chivas) and had called for a bachelor's party...we have yet to decide on a particular time and day, it was my fault, i cant make it on a Sat night, since there is Morning Sunday service...we'll come to a consensus somehow...till then...A Demain...

Je t'aime, mon amis...