Someone tell me why humans have to work? ERGH! Understand, we need money to survive. But I'm so angry now, cause my job scope is simply allowing people to step on top of me and insult me to the maximum.

Finding hard to stay on and I've become a person who can't speak up for myself anymore. I need to getaway for awhile to feel normal again.

I miss the Skinny Bamboo, who's there for me to lean on.