Kidnap my heart.

Thursday, March 12, 20093:13 PM

Stress. Fucked up day. I hate it when it comes to year end processing. I'm having headache today.

Firstly, I cannot find my entry proof for the exam. How? How? How? How am I going to enter the exam hall?

Secondly, I cannot figure out what's wrong with the account when there's error. I really wish there's a professional accountant here to help me now.

Yesterday when I walk out from the office, I feel that I don't have the strength to walk, feel as if I had just run a marathon. My legs are tired. But I was sitted all along in the office. I didn't run, stand or walk. Guess I was just too tired facing the computer for few hours looking at numbers.

I stare at the statement for 10 mins hoping that particular number can tell me what is the error that was created, but no, $2640.00 was so selfish that it keep it to itself without telling me how that number came out and I gave up cos I think the rest of the amount has the same character as $2640.00 that keep everything to themself. As my table is so damn bloody messy that looks like a home for rubbish, I was afraid all the rubbish will walk to my seats cos they find it too confortable and suitable for them and camp here, so I decided to clear my table and now my table and seats are so neat. :)
10 mins ago my table was still in a mess. I am so proud of myself looking at my table now cos it seems like I have finished all my work. :) Actually there are still lots of it to be done. But I kept it so that I can't see them and pretend I got nothing to do so that I won't feel so stress.
Woohoo, I am so free now. I can't see $2640.00 and the rest. They are sleeping soundly under the file. I am so nice to them. I still use a file to cover them so that they won't feel cold in the office. I hope after I treat them so nicely, later they will tell me what's wrong with them and help me to figure out the error so that life will be easier for me. :)

And I pray that tonight my entry proof will come to me and sleep beside me. Sorry entry proof, I neglect u for so long that u run away from home. Come and find me tonight and I promised I will treat u better.

Hahaha. I know I am insane. Most probably nobody can understand this post except for myself. How can numbers talk to me? Argh! I feel like sleeping. I'm tired. I need a rest. Why Mr Bala doesn't want to cancel the lesson tonight? And i'm having lesson 3 times a week. On a SATURDAY NIGHT! Who will have the mood to study on a SATURDAY NIGHT?

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