Tuesday, September 01, 2009

If there be a day which would define the worst day of 2009. Today would be it.

I just broke my specs into pieces. I'm leaving on thursday. Everyone at work is pushing me. I'm running on 3hrs of sleep. I was on night duty last night. I'm plotted for supervisory rounds today. I'm short of 200 dollars to change into canadian currency. I've been feeling this ache in my chest that chokes me sometimes, and I swear it's emotional. And through all these ordeals, no one really gives a fuck.

Sometimes I wish I could stop being the good guy and be a bastard who'd just do things for himself.
Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!

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