Friday, July 25, 2008

I want to cry!!!

Tuesday:

Parents complaint. Teacher did not give enough exercises for the child to do. Teacher do not like to mark. If I really don't like to mark, then why the hell do I even bother to do the drilling later in the year.

Wednesday:

Car window was smashed. Until now still waiting for the window to come as Bro said it needs to be ordered. Will probably take RM 100 to RM 200.

Thursday:

Deputy Dean called yesterday. Informed me that Graduate  School still refuse to accept my final grade. They said I did not register and therefore they cannot accept the grade. Have to write a new appeal letter to ask them to accept my grade.

Friday:

Boss just emailed me to tell me that the parent has filed a written complaint through a letter of complaint. Why can't that parent just leave me in peace. Boss told me that I have to be prepared to be called down by the PD. Expect it to happen next week.

I am deeply depressed. Try to fake a smile now and then. But don't think I can handle it any longer. Feel like giving up on life if it can end it easier.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Misery

My car window was smashed today.

Misery, misery, misery.

Who ever has done it wanted only the coins.

Misery, misery, misery.

But sadly he has none as my I don't leave it there.

Misery, misery, misery.

How come our country is so poor already.

Misery, misery, misery.

People is just trying to make ends meet.

Misery, misery, misery.

Pantai Hillpark is becoming worse as time passes by.

Misery, misery, misery.

With the guard post gone from the main gate to Pantai Hillpark, misery has arrived to all the residents.

Misery, misery, misery.

More Malays couple are dating there.

Misery, misery, misery.

More Mat Rempit can be found there.

Misery, misery, misery.

It is a misery to stay in Pantai Hillpark now.

Misery, misery, misery.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

I know it is bad

one knows that it is a bad year when one has to go through lots of hardship. i am sad this year. things happen way too much and it is one after another. sometimes you just wish you have someone to talk to. but then at times, it needs to be hidden. i haven't found out what is the problem. but i can already foresee that it is big. life...is tough at times. :(