| Dear 1: I can't believe you don't think what I have to say is important. I guess my writing is just too shallow huh.
Dear 2: Your incompetence scares me. From day one you can't do anything right. I've told you more than THREE times, and even more times face to face, why can't you get the SAME thing done right? Furthermore, it's not even a very difficult task. Good luck to your future endeavours, you probably Need it. And for what you did at the dinner? I can't forgive you for it, not now. I can't believe you are so full of yourself that you don't even know your rightful place. For crying out loud, you are FIRED. As the saying goes "stop trying to be somebody that you are not".
I know I sound very bitter and angry now, but that's cos I am, and I just need an avenue to vent it out. To 2, if you ever see this, I'm sorry for being so harsh. But you need it. Honesty is the best policy, no? And please, buck up your game. It scares me knowing I still have to work with you for one more year. At least **** can wash his hands off you damn I've never been so envious of him in my entire life.
I THINK I NEED ANGER MANAGEMENT CLASSES. or maybe i just need her out of my life.b***h. |
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| Everything today's such a disappointment.
From the moment I woke up, until now.
Lunch, fb, CMC...whatever man. Since tonight's dinner at a waterfront place I might as well just jump there. |
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| I'm back from CCAAB, and with more injuries than harp camp. It was a fun learning experience, but somehow I felt as though I traded in that experience for my faith. I feel so dry now, I don't know what's going on in my life. Perhaps I'm too caught up with a certain someone, and when that person replaces God in my life, I know that things are going the wrong way.
God help me not to just ask to be close to you, but help me to live it out. I need you more than ever, and I'll always need you. Thank you for never forsaking me, Lord bring my back to you, in your hiding place. |
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| Back from Camp1. I am now a walking canvas of medication. Dettol for my wounds, Zambuk for my bruises, Counterpain for my shoulders, and some other chinese thing for my twisted back.
And to think I'm going for another camp tomorrow. By the end of Monday, I will be an invalid.
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During camp, never thought I'd miss you so much. And now, I'm gonna miss you even more. |
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| TOO DAMN FREAKING STRESSED.
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