work, hmm!?

so fucking sick of this tune.

everyone works. someone works hard. the fish point is that i got no sight of my future. yes, back to that time. where should i go?

chenyue’s always that happy; luke is always that optimistic. work seems is the only way out. is it really working as supposed?

right now, it’s not tired as usual, it’s emotionless. what if no raise on salary? shall i stay here? dart!

overloaded, might be this is the exact word can describe how i feel right now. lack of money, and what’s worse, lack of thoughts to make money. where’s that ‘work extra hour?’. how i wish i can take a sleepy sleep.

recently, it happens to forget several things. not big, but unreasonable. how i wish i can ask what’s the fucking wrong with me.

the last time you tell me you got wrong. yes, this should be the last time i told you so.

oh yeah, the play time is over. the queen is here.