latest update on my stupid toilet bowl servicer saga

during lunch today

stbs: wah, today your lashes very long ar, what you do put extensions?
the already not happy that i am sitting next to her: no. mascara.
stbs: oh really... wah... i didn't know mascara works like that (then what is mascara for?)
the already not happy that i am sitting next to her: erm, yea it does.

i looked at melissa's watch, 1.15pm and i still had half more bowl of noodle to go, plus my stupid toilet bowl servicer doesn't seem to realise that i DO NOT like to talk to her

stbs: eh... you should go learn salsa dancing (why the fuck would i want go learn that?!?)
trying to finish my noodles: why?
stbs: then we can hang out together! (she sounded CHIRPY & HIPPY like her bloody bf)
trying to finish my noodles: (..................... i nearly puked out my noodles that was in my mouth)

is she mad. why the hell woud i want to hang out with her?
it will ruin my image.
going out with her is morally, physically & mentally WRONG.
omg. the thought of hanging out with her after work is scary. makes all my hairs stand.
ewwwww....... fucking gross.

To my STBS: i am sorry. i do not like you. so i don't think i will ever ever HANG OUT with you. you have to wake up your idea and stay away from me. i already feel very very wei qui that i have to see you everyday. going out with you after work is a BIG NO NO. i know your are lonely, but this friend is taken (in fact i do not classify you as my friend, you are my work mate). so go find yourself another friend, perhaps one that has a CHIPPY, HIPPY & FULL OF SHIT BF? whahahahahaha..........

PS: STBS PLEASE DO NOT PLAY WITH MY HAIR.
I DO NOT LIKE YOU TOUCHING ME.

i like had to wash my hair 3 times today lor. waste of shampoo.