Life sucks

Life sucks.

I'm angry that things like these do happen.

Who what where when why?

The things we're trained to ask and examine.

Its bad enough that such an incident happened.

Worse thing is I can't even talk about it.

Cos of you know where I am and all the securities and secrecy stuff.

Dang.

Besides, there's no point in really arguing is there?

When you're just a tinee whinee 3rd sgt.

Besides,

No one cries over spilt milk.

Not because they do not want to.

But because the milk has been spilt.

And nothing you do will put the milk back in the bottle again.

It's really irritating when you can't address your grievances.

Not because you have no one to approach.

But because you simply can't.

You just can't.

Dang.

Life sucks.