Sometimes, i feel unappreciated. Of all the hard work i've put in, nothing comes back. Most of the time, i do not really mind or care, but it would be nice if i had some appreciation shown. Perhaps life is like that; you would not be given credit unless you produce some extraordinary results.

But there's nothing like a good book to transport away all the moodiness. But i must say that the ending of The mystery of Yamashita's map was unimpressive. Totally unimpressive.

Maybe i should go listen to music. It has never failed in helping me feel better, and there's no reason why it wouldn't help right now.