what the heck..

im tired but by desperation ive to do what any man would do. slaving away for that little bit of comfort.

ive been up since 7 am awake still now at 10.30pm, another 8 hours to go before the clock strikes 7am.

my mind is bogged down, in time of distress the only thing i can utter is God's sweet names. it brought some calm inside a little at times. its fucking tumultuous right now, its like Katrina II on the rampage.

my kumbang taik gotten sick today, had to send it to service and cost me a bomb. RM500 just on him (or her depending who asks), though it does feel better after the service. but the annoying sound still there. gonna see the mechanics again tomorrow after applying for passport at subang airport (another bomb, im so broke)..

at the office, things are getting dramatic (again!). logger heads with the psychiatrist whether pharmacists should be blame if patient complains of insufficient dose due to the fact that we are incompetent to assess patients having withdrawals. DUH. it takes a freaking highly skilled experience person to assess patients. God Almighty, im almost to the point of banging my head to the wall. the MO Psychiatrist getting a wee bit excited and the Clinical Pharmacist just have to say the last word. i do hope it doesnt get out of hand.

officially high on coffee, had a cup this morning, another in the afternoon and now one more. the feeling is so senseless. a buzz without the pain, and the hallucination. i wonder at my friends who use drugs for fun. how in the world can drugs be fun? ah well to that question one gotta ask Jimmy Najmi who is a highly skilled vaginal expert with vast experience of experimenting substance for fun! freaky aint it? another child wannabe specialist requested methadone from to 'clean' himself. i gave him an earful after that.

gotta get away from all of this, Makassar here i come!!