It has been ages since I last blog. So practically, I don't have any topic to start with...

What have I been doing so far? Nothing, just going through the phase of my life from Tampines to Bishan and back again. Nothing great about that.

Work politics start to creep in and I have to make stand to be neutral in all matters. As long as I'm doing what I'm suppose to do, I think I'll be fine.

The holiday seasons are around the corner and I have no definite plans yet. Escaping to the other end of the causeway might be a bad idea as floods are almost everywhere. I have to curb shopping as my spending power is limited to the nonsensical responsibilities that are endowed to me. I have no choice but to follow.

Living off a meagre sum is pathetic. Let alone people like me to be a philantropist. You can't expect me to provide everything for a misery sum that meant for me to survive for the month. I've a responsibilites of my own and the very idea to shirk your own resposbilities and on to me is definite no-no.

Imediately, I turned my heart as cold and close the doors of charity spirit. I didn't mean to turn into a scrooge. It is the fact that I've been helping them and they never help themselves from the very beginning. That pisses me off. Beg and plead as long as you want, never betray my charity or you shall never hear from me again.

To me, there is no second chances. First chance is the last chance. Make it worthwhile . Waste it and pay it dearly. Feel the pinch and misery. If you want, I might offer little help like nagging. Being so kind and taken advantage of may sounds fun to you, to me is a recipe for disaster. Don't cook up a storm when you are too frail to face it. Believe me.

I'm damn angry to losers who never help themselves. Born losers are not that bad as they are trying their very best to make the it work. Losers who think themselves as a failure will remain a failure. They would seek help but they expect the best and complain when they themselves never deliver.

Rant!