12 days n counting... i cant wait til bangkok... so near yet so far... work's stressing me out as usual... these days i wake up at e wee hours of the morning and cant get back to slp anymore after that... n time just seems to drag frm the min i open my eyes til i gotta get up n get ready 4 wrk...
i'm not dreading work... i'm just not enjoying it as much anymore... sigh... dun even wan tok abt it... more or less numb to the stress... or rather i dun nooe hw to talk abt it anymore... so much frustrations abt wrk...
bangkok............
mayb sometimes i juz need a gd hug.. or simply someone who listens... i'm gettin real sick n tired of listening to u n ur grumbles abt wrk, showing concern 4 ur poor sales... yet in return my grumbles were never addressed... my grumbles abt wrk deserved no attention n its all rubbish... somehow i m loosing patience in u... its funny tt i'm beginning 2 dislike being near u...
Nana n her stupid face, well.. i guess i juz look tired...
You Are 42% Vain |
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i dun c it as juz another quarrel... i tink its approaching the end.... save me frm e torture.. walk me out of this pls...
Sometimes i think i actually live in e clouds
I hv e most enchanting garden in my heart..
I'll rather stay in my own utopia..
I'm aint no big fan of reality..
I love to piss people off in the most delicate way.
I love to see that fuming expressions on their faces
I love the sight of challenges
I love the way I fight on to the end..
If you know what I mean..
I hate fears
I hate tears
I hate darkness
I hate noises
(& that includes all NAGGINGs)
I want a good rest.
I want a good reward after all hardwork.
(& I mean it, cuz I know I deserve it.)