Dear diary..

I’m finally beginning to lose my sanity. I detest humans, especially the male specie these days (the rest of the days I don't like several other things). This time, the main reason for hatred is them giving me killer-headaches. Mind you, they’re not just any headaches. Perhaps the following would define them better.

Killer-Headache:

A feeling of

1) Your brains being sucked out with a straw by Godzilla;

2) Your head being a million feet above the sea level;

3) Carpenters hammering your head;

4) A zillion trumpets being unloaded in your eardrums;

5) Or simply, your head thumping with pain, giving you a feeling it'll explode any minute. And you long for that minute.

I have come to believe that I get killer headaches when there's trouble with something that I am passionate about. When I'm stabbed out of this passion-trance state, I feel agony, bitterness, and heartache. And I just don't like this feeling.

In the first quarter of this year, I had made a pact with myself: never again will I blindly create a situation, where people could give me this particular acute headache. I never imagined someone causing me extreme agony again without my permission; and this time without a reason, rather reasons best known to him. I just didn't see it coming. I am really surprised!

It's funny how one Monday morning can completely change your mindset about a lot of things. Well, what do you know, life at work can be full of surprises.

After years of snorting at people who always said, "life's complicated," I kinda agree. It's because some fuckers are complicated. If they're not, I wonder why their egocentric-selves can't TALK about issues bothering them. You need to reason out issues, justify your stand, you don't just announce drastic results without discussing a problematic situation.

Well, things are sort of unnder control now, hence I shall try to chill.

Sonovabitch!

Hmmph...I guess, I will take some time.