drama Drama drama

There’s always drama in my life…sometimes, I find it annoying that life dumps these nonsensical problems in my life…haven’t I got enough…With that, I am living my life inside a bubble, a safe space in which I become untouchable and out of reach. Inside the bubble, I focus on what’s more important, I work out my focus, and I find reason if there’s still any to go on…drama drama drama…I always end up being the one who loses grip of everything I hold dear for. Perhaps I have an undiagnosed masochistic disorder running inside my brain. I just couldn’t figure out what seems to be wrong … why I always end up getting bad things when all I did was the right thing…does this mean that I should turn into a bad person so at least I will not stay on the losing side…I know all martyrs have earned their credit for all the pain, sorrow and sacrifices they have gone through standing up for what they believe in. of all the things in this world, I never dreamt of being a martyr…perhaps it’s turn to be bad this time…I have always tried to do the right thing yet I end up being the one who is taken for granted and the one who is left to bleed or practically to die with all the pain…I am fed up with life…It’s time that I turn bad…people change, sometimes, no matter how we try to always be good, there will always come a time when you will be compelled to against everything you believe is right to make something good happen…I am making that “good” happen…

tough day

Now I literally know what pain in the neck really means. This stuff on my neck is killing me for days…and nights. I could not sleep or turn my head around without feeling uncomfortable. So I had to go home and find a “masahista” to remedy my problem. May this liking for traditional medicine work for me.

Anyways, my report for today would be about my pimple. Yeah, this little kingdom of germs on my forehead. I blame it on the toxins I intake every break time in the office...yeah it’s pollution and more. One thing more would still be my neck. Neck is the portion of my body that lets my thoughts and motor skills connect. It is like the flood gate of all the trashiness that reaches up my head and my face today. Why does it open up for all these monstrosity when it’s all strained and painful anyway? Again, I blame in to the toxins and pollution…stresses maybe… Aha! Maybe it is all about the pain in the neck. Maybe constricted blood veins congested nerves have cause this damn red mound on my head.

Yeah, I’m just so stressed and uptight at the moment. All these and my neck are to be blamed for this lousy entry anyways. So until I am sane and well enough to compose serious thoughts…I’ll try to meet your thoughts halfway, aye?!