De one with Frustrated

Eccentric weather

With much frankness, past week had been rather frustrating. I'm keeping my cool but the frustration is boiling within and god-knows-when the lid will reach its melting point. 

Am afraid everyone wouldn't agree more: leaving shouldn't be a rush affair. On the contrary, it ought to be an amicable, decelerating process for the hand-over. Just this month alone is  fairly depressing. Se-rious-ly. Yi po wei ping, yi po you qi. It's like a never-ending story! I'm perturbed by this. It all came so abrupt and uninvited without prior notice!

To aggravate the worse, I felt maligned. Especially by someone clouded with prejudice about you. Certain things just have to happen at wrong timing with the wrong person! In circumstances like this, do and I'm damned, do without and I'm damned. It's tormenting! *Hands up*, I just keep quiet and observe. Other times? I simply don't understand why humans, albeit created in God's image, have to pick against each other?! We are humans afterall, mistakes are inevitable. When you foresee the likelihood of problems what others can't, and you have the answer or chance to pre-empt the mistake, why don't you just tell me what's to be done in the first place, eradicate info-asymmetry than waiting to be pleased/watch the drama unfold?  =(

 

I called upon my fellow "musketeers" who met for desserts and coffee. The night was young, they brought me to a chic bar on the rooftop. As long as there was drinks, chillout, i thought, "Why not?". Turns out, the service was ridiculously, adversely bad! What turned out to be euphorically mind-easing transformed into an aura of immersed negativity, swirling like a tornado, encircling me. The drinks and bill though FOREVER to come, as if they run out of paper or water or something. Boo.. I swore my face wasn't as black as the night blanket skies, deprived of stars. It's a rare phenomenon. Trust me.

I recall my RSM has this rubber stress-relieving gadget. How it works? You hold it in your palm and squeeze. By doing this, you channel all in-built stress into exerting force when squeezing. I guess we all need distraction to slimmer down. Violence doesn't solve anything. Just gimme a hug and I'll be alright. Awww...