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Oh ! My GF and BF are so sweet. I’m on mc today. Due to the irritating cough, sorethroat, headache and flu.

They went “dating” after work without me because I’m pure lazy to crawl out of my bed when GF called.

But, they are just so sweet. They went Bukit Timah to buy beancurd for me and deliver it down to my void deck for me! =)

But that irritating GF demanded a HUG. Ignore! LOL. Well, they really make me feel alot better. =)

Felt so loved by the two of them! *huggies!

Another day had past.

I literally drag myself to work. I dread going to work today. But I think, overall, it turn out unexpectedly well.

Knew that I killed myself in the productivity report. Thus, learning to LOG everything. My partner is getting the momentum going and she is not as stressed up as before. I like to work with her. =)

Shopping trip with my BF & GF is fun but TIRING! Ended up I could not tune in to the channel. LOL.

Maybe still hovering with thoughts of yesterday’s post and stuffs. Irritated lo.

Suddenly thought of the box that is sitting in my cupboard. It is time I’m throwing everything away. It is time to move on to the rest.

Well, it is not that I’ve not moved on. I’ve moved on but I hate him. Hate him so much so that I really wished that he had NEVER appear in my life before and messing up my life. Let go is the best solution. =)

Since I’ve found my BFs & GF, who else do I need!

Yes.

This look familiar huh?

Oh well, got a KPO, who happen to be my GF, was reading my blog yesterday and HE pointed out that OM means  “POWER” and it is in sanskrit.

Ya. My GF, Rudy TOO JEE SIANG!…

puipuipui.

I’ve again hit my lowest point in life.

To be frank, I used to be very confident of my work, never doubt my ability.

Yes. Even till now, I will never doubt my ability to work and excel. Many a times, I’ve proved to them that I can excel and do very well and I succeed.

But, there are also times when I felt so lousy about myself. I often picked myself up from all these bottom-less pit. As the times go by, I tend to fall again.

This time round, it hit me so hard. So much so that I cried secretly once. So much so that I almost break down when talking to bosses. So much so that I feel like quitting.

I hate it when I have the thought of giving up. I never like the taste of giving up. I had given up on too many things. I do not wish to lose any more.

I blamed myself for all the self-inflicted stress. I blamed myself for the lousy work I had done. I blamed myself for not being myself.

I hate it when people starts telling me that I’ve changed. But, I’ve indeed changed so much till they could not even accept the fact that I am how I am now.

Full of vulgarities. Full of unproductive work.

Did I lose the faith that I once had for myself ?

I’m just being emo.

It had been so long since I had a good cry.

I miss crying……….