want things to be well. 

job is over. 

good news? no more getting fucked up by a fucking screwed boss and environment.

bad news? can't keep my mind busy with work anymore. flooded with negative thoughts.

so i see, newton's third law is so true. 

reproaching fails.

i hope, i wish, i yearn.

basically everyone around me is either working or packed with holiday programmes. 

and i lost my handphone's battery cover.

i dont want to give up and i will not. it wasn't easy at all getting started. i am crazy, yes.

whats the point of sleeping when you know you are not going to have a good sleep.

skimpy, short and uncompleted sentences for this post. don't ask me why. that will be a dumb question to ask.