Almost had a heart attack from my work. People are just pounding me.
This is enough, why should I work and suffer in silence. I will not and should not be!
I've been trying to tell myself to work harder and clear the work but its just endless.
Maybe I have not tried hard enough but f**K that! You can tell someone else to work hard in my stead.
At times I cried because of the situation I'm in. I hate wasting time and I hate it when you take my time away. My most precious is my time and don't you lay hands on it. I will not let any minute be lost now. I will live by a minute-by-minute schedule.
I always believed that everything happens for a reason and that I was shifted here for a reason. I've always lacked diligence, I've always left things to be done another day. Thus my work piles and becomes a mountainous peak. Tomorrow will be a beautiful day and I've always believed that. But now, I'm not so optimistic. And I understand why some people went for their own lives due to work...it really gets too much sometimes and out of a spark you just feel like disappearing from the world.
I do have such impulses recently, but I'm not that dumb to lay my life for work. Now the hard part is getting my brain to be convinced, to be reminded that happiness exist. I never liked to do work and I like a relaxed and artistic lifestyle. Thus I need to earn more money, not because I love money or that I want to showoff but because I need huge amounts of money to buy myself my lost time.
I need lots of money now as I have lost a lot of my time recently.
Maybe I'm here because I lacked diligence, if so then diligent I will be.
I will be determined and diligent. Damm you all insects! I will vanquish you all and leave in style.
