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Wednesday, May 13, 2009


i feel guilty for being so spoilt
for keep ranting
when i accepted it
i knew it will be hard
but i tot i can make it through
but act i cant
i feel sad not becos its hard or horrible
but yet the regrets cos i could haf made a better choice
and i feel so bad its my mistake


im so horribly exhausted
like so so exhausted
made to force myself just to log into blogger account so tat i can type everything out
and it gets reli tougher as each day passes
this is no temp job
this is learning everything
every single bit they know


i guess i was too lucky last time
i had lovely colleagues who doted in hsc
who treated me like their younger sister
who i can even bicker with
in abn colleagues were bad
but the place was pretty
with a vending machine i can press nonstop
with the biggest pantry
in liberty insurance i was happiest
i had the nicest boss
i had HL to work with me
i hopped over to her desk openly every min
they let me surf internet, email, msn
they always bought food for everyone
icecream fruits pies cakes etc etc etc etc
i was a happy girl


but yet
now none of the above exists anymore
hafing a hard time
but im telling myself i muz make it
but its only day 2 out of 10 weeks.
sigh
intern is like
growing.
its part of being an adult
part of something i muz face to prepare myself when i really work in future
but i reli dislike it
i nv did things i dun like
i just refuse to
no matter how bad things will be


i'll take everything with an open heart
i'll take it as the hardest learning path
and i'll make sure i learn


and someone tell me its not only wednesday tmr
everything is like a cycle

and pple jiayous too
and xy im so happy to see ur updated blog abt us and ur photos
ur tempting me so badly
update more more even more
and take care

love.

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