gripe.gripe.gripe

nobody has time for me.

is this what my life has been reduced to?!?!

1) lunches at my desk alone.
even though it's by choice but still, doesn't that just mean my options must really suck if that's what i actually choose?

2) calling up what few friends i have in my 'recently dialled' list and getting rejected by them all because (a) they've made other plans (b) they're in another country (c) they've NOT made other concrete plans BUT even if they can spare the time, they would rather meet up with sycophantic, simpering needy types than me (urgghh... does that mean i'm even lower than 'sycophantic, simpering needy types' in their list? *shudder*) (d) they just ignore my sms.

oh god, i wish i could turn back the clock and return to the days where i'm on a constant whirlwind of checking in and checking out of airports and i couldn't even spare a moment to attend their weddings, birthday parties etc...

OH WHY OH WHY DID I QUIT MY PERFECTLY FINE, JET-SETTING, LOW SALARIED NO-END JOB!!!!!

oh, the things we do for love...
(hmmm... freudian slip?)

ah..... just bugger it lah.
bite the bullet and suck it up and take it like a man, shida.

afterall, you reap what you sow.

"Lonely I'm Mr Lonely,
I have nobody,
For my owwnnn..."
-AKON