This is bad, everytime I am left alone at home and when I start to write my resumes and send them out, I start to cry. I just horrible about my situation.
I still am paying for my house in Bendigo that I am not using. I hate that place now. Naturally.
I'm starting to hate my life.
My dad called the other day to ask why don't I just return to Singapore. That there are many opportunities in KL/Hong Kong. Firstly, he called me when he was drunk. I can tell by the slurring sentences of mispronounced words. Second, KL/Hong Kong? I thought you just said that you wanted the family to be together? Seriously, I don't understand you.
Last friday I received my 13th rejection. Wishing some money would drop from the sky for me.
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