Knock on Wood

Humans can be so misunderstood. A woman of a few words these days is misrepresented as reluctant. I just dont like talking these days. Things can be so wrong at times.

i hate this country, i hate its policies, i hate its leaders, i hate foreign talents, i hate going home early having to find myself stuck in the sweat infested, crowded train, congested human traffic including foreign talents...thats why i contracted stomach flu for more than a week....I hate people leaning on railings (railings are meant for people to hold on to, NOT TO LEAN ON), i hate ego-maniacs, i hate aggressive women (man they are just asking for IT), i hate tolerating laziness and unreasonable stupidity ...most of all, i hate coming back to home to a racket after more than 10 hours of fire fighting.

i appreciate a little peace, i appreciate a little more time. Sometimes i just need a moment to myself to collect my thoughts, no one, no one seem to grant me this tiny moment.....

i need to get my sanity and 'perky self' by 7am tomorrow. My current entry is to show that i am still alive, slaving and painfully bittered.
if you wanna try to make me feel better, dont! cos the christians boys and gals tried.