Mother of Passion .
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Up in the early morn, drag myself while preparing for work. Suddenly i felt hungry..emm unusual....walked to the block void kiosk and got myself a pack of 'sambal nasi goreng. Got one for my PA as well and a new paper for in my cap reading.

Some kinda of taxi drivers indeed! Every morning I had to be the one navigating them my route to work, and their meters never read less then 22 bucks. That's reason my daily sighing going to work e v e r y s i n g l e DAYYYYYY!

Watch ticked 9.25am and me the first to arrive and open up office? Shit.....am I the office and international manager or am I the door manager as well. Too much...too much....real idi.....ts

Never was like me to wallop my 'nasi' before i starts work. I hardly even swallow breakfast, nor lunch or even may go thru with just a morning cold drinks. But this morning, I'm a rare species.

Every single minute in office was restless, anger, frust..irresponsible subordinates...ingrates. Said no to practically request and phone calls. Still mistakes, mistakes from them... and normal lah, me their backwall to fall. Want or don't want..aah just do

3.00pm, hungry again. Grabbed room keys, locked and straight to canteen. God gracious! Lucky makcik last bowl of mee siam welcomed me. Delicious...greedy me

Big boss had earlier made his escaped maybe to avoid my bad tantrum today. Doubt he would be back and glad. Neway, I'ver planned to meet up my princess at 6.00pm at Century.

Shopping was tired and guess what.....broke lah. Debit, cash...kwang kwang kwang. Now at minus point to spend.

Reach home, a big blow AGAIN. Big sis conveyed that my eldy's company gonna let off their staff. How could my day ends with clear mind...that doesn't bothers me tomorrow...

Back to work in the morning. After all its been quite awhile since I last concentrate in work. Since Octo I've lost my zest in life, lost my strength, concentrations, etc, etc etc.,

During my days recuperating...finding reasons for my sudden downfall, I've gathered its an exhaustion over life through the years. I wish at this point I could have my fingers, my words written as my mind recalls LIFE, but I still could not..why?

It's not that don't know what's happening to me, I do. But why can't put in words.....I wish the day would come ..... at then I know I'll be as strong as I used to be

Yes, I'm broken deeply.....but I still wanna live for my "Hairi" and my "Princess"

How's life today..huh..TOUGH!



Me ask myself, me answer myself.

When the heck I could be well again. Sick, sick, sick....that's m days for past 2 month.

What? Why? I don't know. But I know HOW much pain, HOW much moni, HOW much sufferings I've been.



Damn hospitals, damn doctors, damn 'pockimons' with their blood sucking needles.

Me tired and shag, aah close shop lah:-(