I am practically unemployed.

The money I earn is hardly enough.

I rely totally on handouts.


Today wasn't a good day.

I learnt that those giving out the hand out will be unemployed soon.

Its time to stand on my own feet or else . . .

As you sow ?

I don't know whether I should even make this post or not.

It is indeed something sad.

But I cannot help myself.

And I feel so guilty for even thinking this.

Someone has passed away and I cannot help but thinking if it were not as punishment to someone else!

B I T C H

I saw her again after a long time.

That Bitch!

It brought back all those terrible memories! The insults! The pain! The shame!

I felt like slapping her to hell.

But as I walked towards to her , it all disappeared. My heart stopped pounding. I felt calm. I just didn't care about all the shit I had gone through. It really didn't matter anymore.

Guess that is the healing power of time.

I greeted her and just kept walking.