A loud thud came off of the last box that was put on the ground. Shaking her hands to get away from all the invisible dust, the female slowly went outside to get ‘some fresh air.’

The said female plopped down on a chair outside the apartment (well it’s her apartment from now on) not caring about how the sunlight and its bright shades blind her or how smelly she is for not getting a proper bath for 2 days. The gods know how she hates bright things and any other whatnots related to that.

Maybe I’m just tired, she thought. Heck yeah, she was always tired. Tired of eating sunny side ups and cereals every morning, tired of getting tied with her family, tired of being a second rate, tired of the rejections of the guys she blatantly goes with on blind dates etcetera, etcetera… She is tired of it all.

 It feels like her life is already programmed for her.

When was the last time the words, I am happy came out of freely? When? Maybe last week, before she willingly resigned from her worthless job of being a call center agent who gets harassed by a erted caller who wants her to sing Cho Yong Pil’s Bounce all day from her shift.

Or maybe last month when her college “friend”, Song Qian decided to tie the knot with her long time boyfriend Wu Yi Fan? You’ve got to be kidding me… She wasn’t even invited! She was insanely lucky to deliver the bouquet of flowers which Quian, the beautiful bride will hold for her wedding. Everyone had their mouths hang open when the female came in to deliver the flowers to the blooming bride.

But just like every other person who keeps their feelings, she just smiled and mouthed the words “I am happy for you.”

Who is she joking?

All my life, I’ve never been happy.

Once and for all, this idiotic woman finally admits it to herself.