depressed

this is such a depressing week. First I got virus, then I got complains about a simple fruit day. Now I got feedback.

Apparently my blog was kinda exposed. For those who are able to read my blog now, you could do so cuz I invited you in. Apart from that, the rest of whoever-not could not access. I wonder why I had to do this juz becuz I am of a special kinda profession. I hate this feeling. I hate the fact that I am grown up oready and yet I am left with no choice. Dun you just hate this kinda feeling?

Why can't I use my own language to express what I feel? Is there a must where I have to only use politically correct language? Is there a must that a 'banana' can only go to politically correct places? Is there a must that a 'banana' can only do politically correct stuffs. This is getting sickening.

Fine. What a FAECES day! Does that made my language more acceptable than to use the word 'sh*t'?

Does that also mean that I'm not a good 'banana'?


Where's our freedom of speech?

Why did I choose this profession?

****depressed****