I am very amazed by the amount of tears I have.

I cried myself to sleep last night.
I woke up crying again.
I cried on the journey to work at the airport.
I cried infront of my in-charge.
I cried on my way back home.

It was a tough day. Or rather 2 days. Dark clouds above me.
I hate to smile and act happy while I work when I'm already in such a foul mood.
And seeing the numerous bitches at work isn't making things any better.