im back. wif crap.

so damn tired. sch-ed on sat, sun, mon night, tue night... another lesson tml night.

ok i got stabbed again. not sure if its a stab... my direct boss is not happy wif mi but he doesnt come to F mi. instead he goes to my tm n my TM Fs mi. haiz in last sentence of the email it says.. "... take this as a requisite to your poor and irresponsible performance." WTF?! so unreasonable. but little kitty doesnt wan to argue with man with no fucking balls n born with CB lips. i mean its not their fault to be born like this wad... =x=x ya i still believe in karma. so i oso muz shut my CB mouth n stop cursing other ppl. at most bring kitchen knife to terminal n stab the back of the assholes. then jump from the 2nd floor into the sea -.-

i tink i happen to bump into 衰神 somewhere lah. kena mark liao lor.

每当这些事情发生在自己身上的时候都会不经意地联想到我爸。我现在明白了。我真的明白了。明白你当时面对的压力与无奈。我真的以为在这儿做得不高兴拍拍屁股就能走。但每当想到爸，这种想法让我感受到自己非常懦弱。说到不高兴，我怎么都比不上老爸所受到的种种委屈。但他为了养活我们一家，还是咬紧牙根，忍了下来。如果我是因为受了别人的一点小气而辞职，那我真的太懦弱，太对不起我爸了

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