I've sinned. My god. Someone kill me, please!

In the meantime, i'm getting quite upset about work. But i refuse to back down. Hell. I go to work everyday, feeling i'm fighting the Vietnam War or Iraw War or the Civil War with my bare hands. In the end, i realise i'm alone, and the blood is flowing.

In the meantime of meantime, f*** there's this weirdo standing at the window opp my block peering into my room. Like...GO AWAY!

Now back to the reason why i blogged. I've sinned. I'm sorry. I can't promise i won't do it again (in fact i think i might), but still...its a mistake. But yeah...talk about experience and talent and practice....I feel like a monster. GRRRRR.

Anyway, someone call and comfort me please. I think i need some comforting these days.