Stress kau kau, kena by Mr. Bill.
I'm sitting at Starbucks, with my favourite cup of ice-blended vanilla.
But with my mind still empty, I couldn't answer a single question.
This is the first time Starbucks didn't save my life,
to rescue me from the evil demon named, stress.
Business is never an easy subject for me.
As simple and dull as it can be, I am never a person who can do accounts (not even the theory part), read the stock market, and give suggestions on how to raise the capital for HELP.
ARR. My stress level is very very high at the moment.
I'm dying.
R.I.P
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