Hell hath no fury like

I have had a totally and utterly fucked up March. It was the worst month of my life, and this is including the month that my nephew passed on. I know it's April and I should be over it, but no. April wasn't much better. On a scale of things, April was pretty fucked up too. As a result, I'm irritable and generally pissed off.

How do you survive this? Easy. Follow the how-to-survive steps listed below:

1. If you know I consider you a friend and I call, either answer the fucking phone or call me back. I know I said it was cool, but it's not. It's really not. Once or twice is excusable. Repeatedly isn't.
2. Do not ever accuse me of not helping the Malaysian poor before the rest of the world. Who the fuck are you? I single-handedly organised the donation and transportation of more than RM2,000 bags of rice to the Johor flood relief centre in a matter of hours because they didn't have enough. I volunteer at a children's centre in Chow Kit to teach them English and Math, and am organising the implementation of the programme at hardcore poor schools nationwide. I provide volunteers for events organised by NGOs. I FUCKING SET UP A RECYCLING CENTRE IN MY OFFICE. My family are the patrons of 2 schools and 1 orphanage in Johor providing them with the best financial advice in the country for free to not only give them money but to make them self-sustainable. We set up a fucking scholarship fund. Who the fuck are you to say that I should help Malaysians first?
3. If I tell you I need a night out, do not invite a girl I neither like or know very well. I spent my first Saturday night out holding in what can only be called the second coming. That took more patience than you know.
4. If I'm going on a holiday, do not invite a girl I neither like or know very well. If shit hits the fan, and it will, it's not my fault. I need this holiday like I need air. You do not understand how much I need to get away from emotional bullshit. Is that going to happen? No. What's going to happen is that I'm going to spend my fucking holiday being nice to someone I don't like. I do not have a backup to fall back on. I do not have happy thoughts to fall back on. This is it.
5. If I'm going out with you and you go to America on holiday, not answering messages is not a good way to start. It really doesn't help.

I just need things to start going right, and if it doesn't soon, then may god help us all. Or just me. I am angry, I am tired, and I just need this.