It seemed like forever since i last tasted independence and sovereignty. For a long period of time, I was subjugated to a world of torture, disillusion and sinistry where the captors were cynic and immoral. They had markings of anger and irascibility written all over their faces. I lost all hope. I lost it all. There was no one to turn to. It felt as if i was being consumed by the blackhole. I was left to dream alone, and all i thought of was the emancipation of a person from prejudices and tyranny. I suffered long and hard.

Finally. The long awaited paradise and freedom! I've finally safe-guarded myself from all the tremdendous psychological and emotional penetrations that has haunted me. My three weeks as an under-paid, over-worked accounts assistant has finally ended. The tasks were inhumane.

"Joshua doing accounts" is just like the term "Fucking for virginity". It simply doesn't click. The stress levels often gave me the sudden propensity to drink and get dead drunk. At other times, i longggged for a boob-flash to ease my agony. We all need a boob flash sometime. :) HAHA. i'm sure that the guys reading this out there would erupt with approval. After all, life is all about love, sex and bananas. We were born to stray and stare blazenly at women.

Two words for you Accounting : Screw You. (and your mom)

GOD, I still cannot believe that i'll be persuing an Accountancy degree straight after being enslaved to the country for two years. I'll probably get like, Erectile Dysfunction or something? I hate being lullabyed into the false sense of security thats being poured out to me that accounting has good prospects.

Thanks for being a sponge for my bullshit.

As for now. It's time for us to rejoice and wank.