Life is a total mess in Singapore. Seriously wished I could write THAT letter and quit for good. Argh. I just don't have the mood or guts . I know I need ACTION. But I just can't put myself together to do it. I don't know if this will be a decision I will regret later in life. All I know NOW, and after so long that I am not happy. Noble it is. But i don't see the value in me and the passion i have to bring value in others. Everyday feels like a chore, torturous and tired and aimless. Don't know why I am doing what I am doing. Refuse to look myself in the mirror, refuse to dress up, hoping the day will end as fast as possible. The moment my work ends, I feel like a new day for a couple of hours until I sleep..and things will get depressing again. I get too tired to feel excited or interested in basically ANYTHING and EVERYTHING. The mind is just stressed up with !@# and !@# and !@#. Oh man I hate !@# and $%^. The crowd drives me crazy sometimes I feel like shooting d...
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