i complain i complain i complain.

meetings after meetings after meetings.

it is never ending.

i'm having a headache and my back is aching very badly and i'm tired but i can't rest because here i am working my ass off on the proposal because of some people who can't use their tiny minds to think and they freaking destroyed my camp that i have planned so hard and slogged my guts to make it a fun one and i'm wasting all my time on it when i could be sleeping and curled up on my bed reading gossip girl. i feel so heartbroken and i really feel that everything has gone down the drain again.

i just need your smile right now and you to turn around and tell me that everything is okay and everything will be fine.

but i know i'm still dreaming.

and you are living in the twilight fantasy.

dream on, rhonda wong.
well, there goes my happily ever after.