MySTiQuE~FaRLEnE
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s sizeBut when I start to tell them,They think I’m telling lies.I say,It’s in the reach of my armsThe span of my hips,The stride of my step,The curl of my lips.I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.I walk into a roomJust as cool as you please,And to a man,The fellows stand orFall down on their knees.Then they swarm around me,A hive of honey bees.I say,It’s the fire in my eyes,And the flash of my teeth,The swing in my waist,And the joy in my feet.I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.Men themselves have wonderedWhat they see in me.They try so muchBut they can’t touchMy inner mystery.When I try to show themThey say they still can’t see.I say,It’s in the arch of my back,The sun of my smile,The ride of my breasts,The grace of my style.I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.Now you understandJust why my head’s not bowed.I don’t shout or jump aboutOr have to talk real loud.When you see me passingIt ought to make you proud.I say,It’s in the click of my heels,The bend of my hair,the palm of my hand,The need of my care,’Cause I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me. ~Maya Angelou~
wat a freaking life!
I hate my boss I am proud to say it aloud, perhaps I shall do it again I HATE MY BOSS!!! I FUCKING HATE HER!!!!
Now i feel a little better.
I love my job, hard to believe yes i know, but i cannot stand her fucking guts. She’s a bloody pariah! She fucks the documents up and she blames me for it. How fucking ridiculous is that? How can i be blamed for something that I didn’t bloody do ah? Cannot make it ah she!
I have tolerated her bullcrap for 2 months and I cannot take it anymore. I finally found a job that I like that this is wat happens.
I am contemplating resigning after this morning, I am definately resigning. She had the nerve to tell me that there was a trial this morning that she didn’t know of. Now how can that be, when everthing that comes in, I have to show her before she returns the documents to me so that I file them into the file. So obviously she would have read the documents. I even put the date down in my calender, which I put up for her so that she can look at the calender and see wat matters she has to attend to on which days. She can bloody tell me tat she didn’t know of the trial ah… Stupid rite she? Sometimes I really wonder, where in the world did she get her degree and her masters from lah? She doesn’t know her work, she ill treats me, she’s unappreciative, she too damn much. I really cannot take it anymore. I’m just so sick and tired of it.
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