Why do I feel like fuck? Too many fucked up things and situations are going on around me. Hate to feel this way. Wanna cry, but at the same time want to vent my anger on something. Why do I do this to myself. I am suppose to be happy go lucky! I'm suppose to be working without any troubles or worries of the heart. Is this punishment?

Anyway, I finally got the reply from SIM, got into the course, starting my part-time on the 2nd of July. Can't wait(: Company's been good to me. good flights follow(: lesser time in singapore to worry about stupid things, to think about stupid fucking issues. I HATE IT! How I wish I could fly away and never come back. Never to return to this land of heartaches. Never to return to this land of frustration. I need to find my serenity.

Peace everyone .