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We will pick up your feet,
We have got a deadline to meet,
I am going to see you make it on time,
Do not relax,
I want elbows and backs,
I wanna see everybody from behind..



Song played : Working For The Man by Roy Orbison.
Condition : Good and fresh.

Hey hey hey. It took me about 4 hours sitting on the blank document on my lappy without typing any single letter. I know what to write. I just do not know how to write. Yeah, by tapping my fingers on the qwerty, I know. Obviously. But, The feeling I felt just now was f***ing weird. Awkward. Excited. Anxious. Mixed up. Is this love? pheww. pheww. Crap.

Why cant I just say it straight to his face? How? Like how? I will figure it out tomorrow. 

Cant this be a better way rather than drafting an 'essay' or 'cause papers' to you? This is much more simple. This is how it supposed to be..

                                           Dear B,


                                           I quit. Sayonara. 


                                           Regards,
                                           Your only staff.






OH, I WISH!






sigh. my dearest boss, I know you will not sad after you receive my white love letter, but I am sure you will get upset and disappointed. My apologize to you.