and on the 12th day...

it was suppose to be the 12th day of my self-imposed YOSILESS CAMPAIGN... but as i called it the day, was so provoked to light a stick... no... i had not just one but three...

bad day at work... no matter how much i try to fight it... no mattter how determined i am not to sink deeper... there are times when you really just turn out to be the 'willing' victim...

some things just cease to change... and some people will remain to wear the prada shoes... and of course, one person just won't learn from the past...

what a way to deal with stress... puff the nicotine... and the series of inhale - exhale psychologically relieved me of the frustration... hithit - buga... hthit - buga...

i am fine though... i can still take it... let's just say, dos work will be my sacrifice for now... she will be my object of good deed for the mean time...

God, i know you are with me on this... you are my strength.