what if the time stops ticking at 11:38 PM
human beings. me, in particular. are/is/am weird. when i was scouting around for a job and couldn't find one. i was complaining day in, day out. hoping everyday someone gives me a call, and tells me YOU'RE HIRED! but today. when i went for the interview. when i got hired on the spot. when i know my salary sucked big time. when i know i had to start tomorrow. when i know i had to work even on my oh-so-precious saturdays. when i know the place is at west coast (near clementi and kind of out-of-the-way). when i know i hadn't had my fair share of enjoyment. when i know this wednesday's beach-cum-vivo outing-cum-celebration is out of the question.. I HATED IT! i wish they'd tell me i could start next monday. or at least give me a higher pay la. i have these working blues now. the same feeling everytime i get whenever i go to a new school or when school resumes (after a long break).
somehow. i'm afraid i wouldn't get the job done properly or correctly. i'm afraid i won't be able to finish the task given within the time frame expected. and i worry over little things. like. lunch break? where do i go for lunch in that, weird place. how do i pass my time? is/are there going to be any communication problem between me and the folks? (since they are pretty much chinese educated people) OMG. i'm going crazy! okay. so maybe one year later, when i come across this post, i'd smack myself in the head and think to myself what a fool, coward, courage-less person i was then. my dad says, in the society now. you have to have courage. to dare to do things. and not be afraid. but I CANT HELP IT. sheesh. relax girl. tmr's going to be fine. it will be. right? ):
