long overdue off peak party fotos.
if only every friday is an off-peak party,
not tat i wanna drown myself in alcohol,
but, i just want to get out off work and feel more like i am alive.
one mth after promotion,
and i am beginning to feel tat my job makes no sense.
i am like just squashed between two pieces of bread.
one the client, second the higher level in office.
and pleasing one will mean annoying the other.
and den at the end of the day,
when finally both are satisfied, the one to be pissed is me.
and den, who cares? no one.
who appreciates? no one.
the work stress is killing me sometimes,
i hate it. i hate it to the extent that i imagine myself booking an air ticket,
and just leaving the whole pile of shit behind.
urgh, yes, yes, i am sucha loser.
tinking of escaping everytime some shit comes my way.
then i realise, no matter where i escape, it just keeps coming back.
and the more i escape, the more i dun feel good abt it.
i duno wat to do wif my life, my job, my emotions.
so i am back to square one.
how typical.
我输给了理智的自己。
