Stressed unto stress...

Work piling up, more things to do..., trying to prove that we are doing our work...

Still 8-5.30, though it seems to be 8-9.30...

Now I understand the torture that my teacher's went through, when they mark the assignment that I hand up to them. My super-small handwritting, stare too long and you will get a migraine...

People just don't get it... Some things can be mentioned, some things cannot. It is the fact of life in any organisation, country,... but yet people still do it, hurting themselves and others. Seriously, What the Fuck...

Need to de-stress seriously...Need to keep fit too,...

Everything is coming all at the same time, perhaps I should just ignore them all...

Wonder how she is doing? Is she happy or is she sad? Perhaps we will meet again someday...

Being pious to your faith is one thing, being fanatic is another. A person who extorts the power of God, in every sentence, he or she uttered, is simply a fanatic. The only difference between them and a Islamic terrorist, is that there is no one who would exploited their beliefs to further their own selfish aims...

George Bush visit to Singapore,...Road closure and inconvenience to every one else...The coming of a fool is really something we should be "proud" and cautious about...

Can't wait for Ghost-rider, Spider-man 3 and Fantastic 4 to come out...Next year seems a long time away...

It is wrong to impose your will on other people, it will only bring pain to both yourself and others. Learn to be forgiving and understanding of other people's mistake. Yeah, easier said than done.

Need to improve on my spoken English, Need to do a lot of things...

My spirit is willing but my body is weak...

Depressed yet putting on a facade of cheerfulness...

Life is a stage and we are merely actors...Wise words.

I AM TIRED OF LIVING A LIFE WHICH IS A CHARADE!

Mundane, boring existence.

Worrying about this and that,...My back is giving me problem...

Why am I born? What is my purpose in life?

Born to be wild, yet craving security..., Want to reveal to everyone my true identity, but is afraid of the consequences...

Sick and tired of the same old dreams and fantasies...

Money is the root of all evil, but it is the source of many joys...Money no enough...Sell my body? As if anyone would want a lanky piece of shit...

Who is the Destined One? Is she waiting for me, or is it all my wishful desires...

"I am dying, Egypt, dying"

"To be loved to madness"

Weekend coming...yet no joy about it...

Useless information,...unlimited wants, limited resources...

Worthless crap, useless ranting of a deluded fool...

Have to snap out of this mumbo-jumbo...

Ciao, writing some more, would made me even more depressed...

Hope to be happy...and stress-free...