ok this wasnt suppose to come out but here it is anyway.
you left when there was an obvious case of insufficient manpower.
which means you left me to die at work even though there was only a week left.
you claim work will ruin our friendship, you claim you need more money than this.
nobody buys your crap. i earned 1.3k. you wouldve too. why would you need more than that?
you used to accuse me, but now you're the hypocrite who backstabbed me.
the irony-i cleared your mess, and i did the work. what did
you do?
you claim to go to your granma's house and you're basically BUSY,
but confess your absence on your own blog.
you cancelled work at the last minute for an interview that you never went.
you blog about not being home, but everytime we meet, you leave for home at 7pm.
so yeah,
I sent your cheques back to the office.
I knew you wouldnt get it til god-knows-when.
I knew the office was damn freaking inaccessible and it was in the midst of relocating.
I knew there was a possibility Helen was on holiday.
And now, I rejoice in it.
You have no damn fucking right to be pissed when YK wouldn't go down to the office to get it for you.
Why would he?
He ain't your PA.
What have you done for him that would warrant his favour? ZILCH.
It's your own damn fucking cheque. Go get it yourself.
At times when people needed help, you bail.
And it's not the fucking first time.
So there, to me, you're unforgivable.
this isn't something that i would look back in 10 yrs and realise it's just a childish grudge.
no.
it basically shows your character.
Don't ask why i won't speak to you.
Now you know.
*Ps: Why bother organising a gathering that you jolly well can't stay for?
Since when do you have to be home so early when you have work the next day?