The Day of the Doom

First of all, Al Fatihah for my dearest friend Syafina aka FISH. Today is her birthday. Ain reminded me about it this morning. I still couldn't accept the fact that she's gone. Let alone remembering her birthday. It hurts a lot. A kind of hurt that you wish you could just forget it.
For all my dearest and beloved friends, we are going to have tahlil for fish on December 14 (insyallah) at Masjid al Falah, USJ. To those who would like to join us, please call me or leave me a message on my facebook or friendster. (google me if you don't know)

I'm attending Brandfest 08, 2 days conference. Lots of info. Really enjoy it untill I got phone call from office. There's a problem with our launching ad. To make it merrier, got problems with the prospectus CD I'm working on rite now. Reasons to feel doom becoming surreal. It doesn't stop there. I couldn't find my pen drive. Where did I put it? Why am I so careless and clumsy? I think I should be a teacher or chef rather than being a branding, A&P personnel. What am I doing eh? What the hell in the world that I am doing?

As I'm writing these, I'm super hungry, tired, and I'm thinking of a better way to live my life rather than working for people. Working for people and working for people. Am I ungrateful? May be. Am I too rush into things? May be. Am I just stress out of all the messes I created? Definitely. Super trouper definite.

Today is the day of the doom. No matter how much choc that I have today can cheer me up or even lighten my mood. It's kind of hard to cope with everything especially paying bills. Sometimes, I wish I could start over at brand new place. May be a remote island or some deserted village.

If there's another way to start a second life, I wish there is. Hate my life. Hate my job. Hate living in USJ. Hate being stressed. Hate not being able to do what i wanna do. Hate it. Hate it. Life is supposed to be enjoyable! Because you live each day once. Only once. Only once.

This is a doom day. This is a DOOM day.