"Rather than allowing myself to deteriorate into becoming super whiny, I think I should just start talking to myself"
"The things that some guys do are just sufficient to irk me"
"Different things from different people's mouth get different reactions. If you want, try being someone I don't really like and make some stupid comments about my dressing. Please do not think I'm obliged to be nice about it. Subtle politeness can go on leave sometimes too, particularly if you are weary"
"Sometimes I don't understand why you want to make me do something. Build better working relationship so that it'll be beneficial later on? Has it ever occur to you that you're just making me detest you even more?"
"I saw the 'classifieds' and I saw your name under that column. Although there were two other names, both of which do provide minor cuts, why do I feel most unhappy at seeing that particular name?"
"I really don't know. I really don't. Who's telling me the truth? And who's not? I don't want to think because the truth sometimes hurts.. a lot. But why do I feel so confused? And I can't even find the answer"
"You always sneer at us, especially me, saying that just because I've completed University, I think I'm very smart, but I just don't know but someday I will know. Of course I am not as smart as you. As if regular donations to Singapore Pools is not enough, you've actually donated $200 in a day to the NTUC club. Who else can be more brillant than you? I can't, cause I have a possible huge debt that you, of course, wouldn't and have no means to clear it for me. In fact, I think you should thank your lucky stars. Don't even have to pay for huge school fees, can enjoy certain luxury FOC, and have all the money in the world to make regular donations. On top of that, a free slave to do all your admin matters too. Frankly, you are the one who taught me how useless and undependable guys can get. Perhaps I should thank you huh?"
"Stop complaining about how tough it is to work and how it's better to retire. Everyone else has their problems, just that they don't say it. If you want to retire, fine. Don't expect me feed your regular donations, especially since your own not-low pay is not even enough for your expenditure. I absolutely cannot afford it and I can't be bothered. It'll just remind me of how you made me lie, and when I didn't, how you abused me in public. In fact, if someday some creditors appear, I might just decide to disown you so don't try it"
"As if everything is not enough, you had to bring her to what you deem good massage. And the result? Bruises here and there. And now? Not any better, in fact worse. One bruise at the spine somewhere close to the kidney. Faintness. Now more worries for me. Time to take her to what I think is better, not some run-off-the-mill, I bet cheap-skate stuff."
"Can you stop giving me more problems than I can possibly cope?"
"Everything linked to money. No wonder money is the root of all evils. Why does money cause me more tears, heartache, worries? And interestingly enough, money really can't buy my real smiles."
"That's enough whining for the day"
