I have never been so screwed... it's awful.

Regrets

I hate the word. And I am not the type that wallow in regrets. I'm the move-on type. But my complacency (ok, include laziness there) during my undergrad years is taking its toll. It haunts. Major major consequences.

I'm job hunting again. Three job applications within five months and in all three I strut my way to the shortlist only to be rejected. My self-esteem is in its lowest low. I hate self-pity.

There's just so many concerns and it feels like i'm in a box and I'm so limited. I wanna get out.

My discontent is just so awful that I have to let it out in a blog after not blogging for a long while.