From then on, I realised what are the reasons I hate to stay – not the amount of work. Human beings are always the factor to living. With hypocritical and screwed up management, with selfish and shy people, the place is hell.

I remember doing all types of shit at Taiwan and there’s always a group of unselfish people working with me, excluding one big fat ass. There isn’t unwillingness to work because each of them pushes my drive along.

Now that the big difference is the people who push their luck far and try to take my easy-goingness for granted, I used to volunteer myself to help them without complaint, but not anymore. I want so much to leave the team, the team that brings misery to my life, which steals my smiles away.