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if ders a way i could spill my heart out like vomit, i wud very much like to do so now but vomiting although its not d best thing dat could happen, never fails to make u feel better afterwards. a colleague of mine got someone to draw out a graph for her; a graph of her motivation level at dat particular time. if i had my own graph, mine is likely minus thirty (-30) as we speak.
im not sure if ders anything wrong with having hope, but holding on to false hope or even giving out false hope is definitely not d thing to do. sometimes when you dont take what people say seriously, they get offended but when you do, and later u realized dat its utter rubbish, guess wat happens to u then?! i guess the frustration is like failing an examination, perhaps worse but for me its almost indescribable. can i call you a pig? sure, why not. should i call u a liar? yes, you're a bloody liar too. should i even take u seriously after this? i guess not because you're better off in hell.
a single occurrence is quite acceptable for me, but repetition of it is just too sickening. i wonder what some people are made of... pape jelar, u make me sick.
after much consideration, i'm glad to announce dat i have nothing to look forward to after this...because my bags have made it here, d one thing good in my life now and im not gonna waste it. until i land myself a better job, i guess dats all for now but im pretty contented coz i'm so gonna give up so many hopes i've been holding on to which have been withholding me from doing so many things i should've done but past is past and i'll move on...
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