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i...have never felt so unhappy before.
i can actually teared when i was eating dinner. maybe because i have not eaten dinner at the 'correct' timing for the longest time ever during weekdays. or maybe because no matter how hard i try...the work never ends. it just pile up and up and up. ot-ing everyday. ot-ing till 10pm. noting helps. nothing at all. 53 calls today. i used to clock not more than 35 calls daily last year. and i still have to return voicemails. return calls. write paper. write emails. do research. go for meetings. design stuff. go for driving at night and be reprimanded because i am way too tired to pay attention to every single detail. everyday live in the fear that i cant finish urgent work by stipulated deadline and something will happen. i am really very tired. really. i start to detest frontline immensely. i cant be bothered anymore. i want out. i believe in miracles becoz i would be much happier if i do @ 9:51 pm
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