My fault?

Everyday I come to work, is for the sake of coming and not the interest.

I don't know why but the place here irks me a lot.

A LOT.

Maybe I am still young and naive, everything anything don't know how to get it done and the list goes on. Every single time I was told to do something, I do it. But end of the day, I still get a dress down despite I get it done.

What is this?

I know I am youngest in the company but then I am not a push over. I mean, I do what you want, but I don't deserve such a dress down. And you, you were the 1 who got my car into a accident, put me in trouble and my folks ain't happy that my car, got into a accident.

I didn't mean to forget about calling. I DIDN'T MEAN TO. You gave me a dress down and act as if you're just talking to me nicely. Seriously, who are you to me? You're just a fucker who got me into troubles time and time again with my parents. First was you got my car into accident, now after the accident I got so much problems with my car. Tyres, the air con, the engine everything.

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?

I really hate you.

I thought I could be look up to you as a good role model, but now, I am wrong.

From now on, I will just treat you as a colleague, and not more than a friend.

I hate you.