Low low .... lowest?

Okay, this week must be the worst week of this semester....depressed like mad and I've still got more to be upset about....in pointers...

1) General depression (i've no friggin idea why but I am...)
2) Feeling damn lousy about this piece of land (many reasons to it...)
3) FYP readings are a total drag...
4) ASP.NET coding is driving me up the wall....

and as if all these are not enough, I have a multiple hit combo today...
5) Got a rejection letter from iDA ( surprising thing is, they use conquerer paper..pretty cool ain't it? now u know where all the money went)
6) Got a rejection letter from RSAF (masked by saying that all vacancies are filled..)
7) Some Bugger scratched my car. A long 3 cm scratch on my front right fender...
8)Petrol discount hit a high of 20++% at 6PM and i have just pumped this morning at 14%
9) Do not anyhow post the truth on your blog, forum etc etc or you might just be at the receiving end of a lawyer's letter(it's not me, no worries). What the hell happened to freedom of speech? Or is every single company in Singapore trigger happy? Defend your company and stop hiding behind the law...utter disappointing...

I'm on a roll man....rolling down the dumps that is.....I hope things turn around or I will never get out of this shit... or this shitty place....I need to get out of this place... throw you guys a song

Angel by Sarah McLachlan

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here