Miserable Thursday

I HATE MY LIFE, THIS WORLD AND ALL THE PEOPLE IN IT AT THIS POINT OF TIME ..

I FEEL LIKE BURSTING OUT ANGRY WORDS AND SCREAMING AT EVERYBODY WHO CROSSESS MY PATH AT THIS MOMENT .

I FEEL LIKE PUNCHING AND KICKING EVERYONE WHO DARE TO LOOK AT ME..

I FEEL LIKE CRYING LIKE A DAMN BABY ..

BUT I’M TOO ANGRY TO CRY ..

WHY IN THE WORLD THIS THINGS HAPPEN TO ME ON THE DAY I HAVE THE REAL SPIRIT TO WORK?! WHERE IS THE JUSTICE IN THIS WORLD? DO I HAVE TO BE BEAUTIFUL AND GEDIK TO GET WHAT I WANT? OR AM I JUST UNLUCKY TO BE BORN INTO ANOTHER GROUP WHO DON’T SEEMS TO BE ANYBODY’S FAVOURITE AT THIS TIME? AM I STRIVING TO WIN A BEAUTY PAGEANT RIGHT NOW? I’M NOT!!!!!! I WORK IN A PLACE WHERE ALL ASPECTS OF A ‘GOOD’ EMPLOYEE HAVE BEEN TAKEN INTO CONSIDERATION : SMART, HARD-WORKING, GOOD INTERPERSONAL COMMUNICATION, RESPECTFUL, OBEDIENT, MOBILE AND ALL SORTS OF OTHER CRITERIA. I THINK I PASS ALL EXCEPT THE PART OF BEING BEAUTIFUL. DUH .. I HAVE NEVER COMPLAINED EVEN THOUGH I FEEL LIKE DYING EVERYTIME SOMETHING I DON’T LIKE BEFALLEN ME. I STILL DON’T WANT TO COMPLAIN, BUT I HATE THE WORLD!

CAN I JUST DISAPPEAR? NOBODY WOULD NOTICE ANYWAY …

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