me against the world

ever had the feeling that everything just seems to go wrong?

Man Utd 1 - 2 Chelsea

these days, the title is decided by referees.

how true. flabbergasted.

"ok lor up to you I don't like to force people... take care then!"

"does it matter?"

as a matter of fact i suck at words. so bad it hurts not only myself but her.

and then i was caught in the crossfire. company politics i deemed it. but of course, denials and more denials.

and "forced" to a chat with this "kevin". a guy who seems to be desperately seeking assurance and feeling an immense lack of security. trying to tell me how good he is. how knowledgeable.

jack of all trades and master of some...

did you come up with that yourself? can't you see i was holding back my laughter?
fuck you poly grad. you have no idea who the fuck you are talking to. and i have no idea what the fuck you are talking about. warehouse engineer? does engineering even do warehouses!? you must be kidding me.

and then the evening run that i had planned for, foiled by the sudden heavy rain from nowhere after one whole afternoon of scorchy hot weather. i was all wet.

and my back. whats up with my spine. it seems to hurt so bad.

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i can sense it slipping away. or perhaps it was never there to begin with. optimism? i had given up on it 2 years ago.