Every month is a fresh new month.
Mar is coming to an end, but we need to work hard for Apr alr.
Its like that, when u think u can finally rest.
Its time to go back to e battlefield.
WTH. This is e only thing that comes into my mind.

I hate e fact that I am being forced to OT.
I alr hit e target I set for myself.
I dont know why I cant go home ytd.
I dont know why must I go back tmr.
Stupid work & stupid rules -->driving me crazy.
I dont ustand why everyone can claim timeoff except for me.
I know my sales arent as good as jan.
I know I suck at bootlick.
Damm e stupid fact.

I dont know what is e f**king prob w itunes.
My library isnt working, which means i must add back ALL the songs.
It takes hours to convert, hours to create list, hours to add to my ipod touch.
Ipod is a lously creation, e updating is a stupid procedure.
I am really super duper pissed now.

Tmr xl and al sae wanna go escape.
I dont really feel like goin le.
But im scared that they will kill me.

That day, meet min n ying for dinner.
We discuss abt e 2011 dream again.
I really have no idea what is ahead of us.
Thn I realize it has been a long time since I meet up w dem for dinner
I wish I can join their kick-boxing lesson also.