I'm such a screw up.
I'm piss off with you, you, you, and you.
And I'm most pissed off with myself.

I really need anger management therapy.
I'm ready to explode anytime.

I know I sound really incoherent and terribly upset, and i'ts like 1am, almost 2am, and i've got quite alot of presents to wrap up by tonight, and i'm feeling so lousy, so just let me ramble and rant!

Sometimes i don't know why i even try at all.
At every single thing. Work, studies, whatever.
I don't know why i put in all that effort for work (not that i did much compared to others). I'm so drained. I don't know why i have to put up with grouchy, rude and irritating customers. I don't have to. I'm just thankful for the sisterhood who's been there for me during work, so that at least i'd control my temper and won't go throwing plates and stabbing customers' eyes with my pen.

DAmn. A pesky flying beetle thingy just flew into my room. Even it won't leave me alone. Neh neh.

I better go wrap up presents.
Merry Christmas in advance, and do spread the christmas cheer.