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date: Sunday, October 4, 2009
title: company.
time: 3:53 AM

My family is like a corporate company. It has rules and regulations, aims and goals, missions and visions. But sadly, only one has broken it all. My little sister. Ignore my slut, eh I mean my brother.

Vision: To ensure the company reach to greater heights, soar and level with other companies. But in the end, it will be for each of the member's sake, not the company.


My little sister is a rebel.
My little sister is a protester.
My little sister is an antagonist.
My little sister is a little guerrilla.

The Director of the company once set a rule that goes, "Thou shall be rewarded with proven hard-work and achievements."

This little sister got her hair permed and curled and all shizzed up. With her own money of course. Where did the rule went to? When it's about her, there will be an exception. But for us, members that lived longer than her in this company, had to work our butts off, just to please the Director. There was always an objection of using our own money, but not her.

Another rule went, "Thou shall be punished fairly for any foolish acts."

Whoa, this one is broken for like, everytime for her. Each time the members gets into trouble with this little prick, she'll escape all the cold wars but instead get along well the next day. But for us, members that lived longer than her in this company, had wars that lasted for two weeks or more, and had to apologise to the Director. "Your little sister, is still small. She can't think straight." YEP. She purposely can't. And that's the excuse the Director will use each time.

Another rule also went, "Thou shall be punished for laziness and bad work."

"Adik promise adik will do better next year!!" Add this with alot of crying, moaning and alot alot of crying. Ah, straight to the point, when we were younger than her, we had to slap ourselves for our own shitty results.

Not because I'm jealous of her or whatever shit, it's just that she seems to take everything for granted. From fights, to education, and even what she wants. She's being pampered, and when her results show shit, we're to blame. Why? We never tutor her enough. Oh come on she doesn't want to be tutor-ed in the first place.

Nur Joanna Sari, please do something about this. Don't get fucked by the Director him/herself.


Please wake up, because we love you.





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