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Sunday, April 18, 2010 @ 3:12 PM

i feel it's time i wash my hands off.
it's been a big burden to me and nothing
seemed to help. nobody's trying to help.

from my twitter' s tweets : i'm pleading
for help, no one seem to care. i shall wash
my hands off, and leave the team to die.
for they do not care, then why should i.

i've done enough, and it's getting out of
my control. i've got things to do and it isn't
fair that everything, to the point of even

printing is so hard for them. it is funny to
see how they say they can't do this and
pushes everything to me. i'll be funnier and
not do
anything. i'll shall leave it to die and
wither that no osmosis can revive it. nor
any antidote can.

and let me continue: for there's no teamwork
between us and that only if everyone is willing
to spend some time out then will we be able
to conquer this. i only thing i'm going to do now
is to split tasks and break the news. if nobody's
going to take any action, all i can say is that the
team will die and i shall not hold accountable
for that because i've done what i need to - to
give tasks and did some pages up. but they
should hold accountable, for they do not
follow their tasks and live up to their promises
they wrote for reflections.