Dead tired. Stress. Ageing. Whatever that describes all these. Work had been quite stress, i dont know why. Sales sucks and everything just sucks. Sometimes i dont know what the hell i'm doing, what the fuck i'm fearing about. I just hate myself. After resting for 3 months, getting back to work is abit tedious. I drag myself out of bed every morning, feeling fatigue and gloomy, worrying about sales, thinking about my studies. And after work, i drag my heavy feets back home and think about the next day. Picturing a perfecto day for myself, but in the end it was a catastrophe. Things have yet to be settled, and those fuckers go on dragging and wasting my time. I worry everyday about it, but it just seems to be useless and wasting my braincells. I dont know why i always feel so down after work, i just feel like crying and whining or even get drunk and die. My life is gonna end at the age of 30 i guess, and by then i might have liver cancer due to drinking too much alcohol, having a 40years old face because of depression and super puffy eyes because i cry everyday. I dont know where are those people who always call me, talk to me and listen to my whinings. I wonder if Wynny still appear in their mind, or perharps each of them have their own happy life already. I dont wanto think about it now. Oh wells, i know i'm being pessimistic here. I dont feel good at all right now. Having a meeting tmr at 10am at J8, after that working till night. Bless me. Pop by my shop and cheer me up, buy me chocolate or whatever to at least make me smile. There goes my happy-cheerful-talkative life, pathetic indeed. Goodnight.

my lips are dry and cracked everyday. my legs ached everyday, it never ache so badly before.
i bang into doors all the time, and my shoulder hurts. my hands are dry and ugly now. my mind is fucked up now.
I'M NOT COOL ANYMORE.

xoxo`