Dish of the Day: You're the First, My Last, My Everything- Barry White
i was quite bummed yesterday cuz blog was down.
anyhow, i'm following in vic's footsteps to engage in blog therapy.
work is almost a curse word.
i know i was all excited about 'going out there' and stuff, but when you're really out there...
not to mention all the secondary school kids i see all the time that makes me wish i'm back in new town, having fun and getting caught by lau for stupid reasons.
although my co-workers are really nice to me, even buying me lunch and all, it still sort of sucks that i'm 17 and some of them are almost twice my age.
oh, and most of my friends have went on to jcs. most of those who didnt have jobs too.
i am boring girl who is becoming an archaic. i have evidently lost my sense of style if i had any to begin with.
working makes you frumpy. NEVER forget that.
plus, it did feel quite terrible to be looked down upon, going to the bank with my supervisor to bank in our earnings, wearing our sweet secrets attire, amidst all the classy working people with their laminated diplomas or certificates.
i guess that's just a teensy bit of life without THE treacherous piece of paper.
i'm looking forward to the dinner at jun xiang's house tml. i need to gather with people i know.
but still, thank God for poviding all the miracles that helped me through this whole week. without Him i might have quit my job after the first day. :)
oh by the way, i'm working at the Great World branch. hahaa.
Jasmine the Great (duh) at 8:41 PM
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