whew. i've finally got a day off work. gotta give myself a supportive pat on the back for working consistently for some time already.
pretty simple breakdown of updates on myself. im working 2 official jobs, though one's more OFFICIAL den the other. i've got a 3rd job too. although thats really relaxed. something like own time own target kinda. give u a clue, its a job at home. haha. (tats not a really helpful clue though) toobad. =p
so, since i've got a day off tmr, im going to do my ny shopping. haha. kinda late though. but better late den never.
sometimes, i tink i need time alone wif myself to tink bout how to preserve my privacy when im like in a way 'forced' to open up at work. have to try to converse with strangers, in this sense, customers. during these times, feeling awkward is kinda usual. n suddenly, stock packing seems a more attractive thing to do.
sometimes, i wish to encapsulate myself. like surrounding myself with walls so thick, its impenetrable. thats the results of having to share urself, in situations that u dun wan to.
alright. enough of these nonsense.
im just so glad tat dad n mom seems proud of me tat im in a way 'growing up' n learning to be responsible. mom's pretty lovely when she's so understanding towards me n the consequences of working. cher too. really appreciated tat she offered to wait for me to end work so tat we could travel home together. i tink, working establishes a gap between u n ppl who are close to u. n becos these ppl are willing to make sacrifices for u, ironically, work bonds us together. its so much love tat even ppl with stone hearts could feel these emotions. =p
love it when the girls take time out to meet up once in a while. especially when i know tat time only serves to strengthen our friendship rather den to weaken it. n, love it when charlie's always there for me. cos even if no one understands me, he would.