my quickie deepie thought

i can call it a day...and it's supposed to be in caps lock as well as underlined. Well, what i mean is that i was freaked out, exhausted, irritated yet satisfy (of course in tiny extent) as well as confused. I freak out because of i am tired after working for hours in garam merica, being yelled, bullied and harshly treated. OKAY! i sound so damn exaggerating but it's quite true actually!! but the thing is that, those are not the problem. so what is actually my problem? well, firstly, i woke up this morning, at 9.00 am, and it considered to be very early for me who had just slept at 3 am the day before!! and i had to wake up as my boyfriend ask me to help him moving out. that's okay, but....ehm...okay i admit it, it's not okay for me. i helped him coz he asked me, not because i want to. and furthermore, i have to. i MUST help him. as a good girlfriend. and that's my first problem.
secondly, i was so tired and i must went to garam merica and worked there for 7 hours non stop, being yelled for what i DID wrong, not eating and having a mood swing. and i was upset. very upset. or extremely upset. i could not bear not to let a tear dropped from my eyes and i felt stupid! SERIOUSLY! i felt i was a kind of mimbo who never ever did something so hard and being blamed by others. really! Look at other ppl who work not because you want to work but just simply their parents cannot support them anymore? how could i become so weak and crying over such a shitty problem. i am nothing compared to them. at least, i have my parents, bf, friends, enough money and nothing to think about really seriously during this time. How about my bf, who has to move out frm his own apartment, sell it, and live in a place called armadale? when i went to his house today, i felt very sad for him. yeah, i know it sounds bullshit, coz he does not even think about that. but i have to really thank God for what i am having right now, today. he also called me just now, and so irritated by his neighbor who are partying just underneath his apartment, which the sounds was extremely loud in this very late night. i could not help but feel sorry for him.

well, now i should not be such a bitchy spoilt brat and i really have to start thinking about other people. now, finally, i really call it a day...without underline or caps lock.