I've gotta admit. I love stress. I love pressure. But then again, it takes in a lot of my time and energy to keep doing it. I can't force myself to say "No, I can't do that" "No, I don't want to do that"
whenever a task is given to me. Lets face it, I'm not the kinda guy who likes to disappoint people. Most of the time, that is taken advantage of.

With all the work that is coming up, I feel that I'm wasting my time. Wasting my effort and ideas. Wasting my youth. Sometimes I would love to just kick everything aside, locked myself in a room and just be alone doing my own things, alone. In Beijing, I had my moments of solitude everyday after work in my own hotel room. Living alone. Quiet, peaceful, comfortable, with my laptop and Ipod. I missed that feeling most.

People say its life when it comes to cheating, lying, backstabbing, etc. All the politics, all the gossips. Can't a few people just work together and be happy while working? What is wrong with people? And ironically, those lying bastards are mostly the successful ones. If there's a God, he just loves the bad guys. Being nice won't get you filthy rich, says a magazine tabloid. Its true in a way. And most people want to be filthy rich. So you got many not nice people out there trying their best to be THE filthy rich bastard, no matter what the consequence.

Ah damn it, Fie. Enough with the nagging. Tiredness multiplies the emotions 5 fold. Time for my sleep.  ¶ 11:48 PM