Going for too many interviews make me feel so constipated. Yes, CONSTIPATED. 'cuz it was like gritting my teeth, going against the dumb weather, and then smile =D Yes, I think my face is like.. NUMBED. Damn. Alright, at least the interviewers are nice people, so I was still alright with it =D

And I think I'm having some sort of difficulty with anger management. Yes, I've morphed into this stupid monster who pinches, who screams, who abuses her partner. LMAO. And I think it has got to do with stress management.

You see, being jobless=more interviews=sending more resumes=endless remixes from empress=no income=more money spent=more free house music=bad temper=sleepless nights=poor anger management=poor stress management=abusive girlfriend=more arguments=more displeasure=random mood swings=crazy. Yes, see how fucking long this list is?! Oh my gosh, I think my brain is literally exploding. LMAO.

And no, I'm not crazy, like mentally ill. The next person who's gonna say that I'm mentally insane shall get it from me. I shall slap the fella silly and show him/her what is it like to be really insane. DAMN. Arghs! I'm like.. I don't know! I think I'm like some time bomb. Ready to go "chi-ga-ba-boom" really soon. And I mean it.

And I still don't feel comfortable when people probe into my family's stuffs. And I don't like it. As a matter of fact, I hate it. I seriously hate it, and I think I wanna cry 'cuz I nearly did, in front of that lady. Then again, I like youtube. They have nice vids. They make me happy =B

`beautiful delusions_
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