im dead beat. tired.
work sucks!
i think i have no problems doing shit jobs ONLY on one condition: that i have friends. yes, friends who doesnt change overnight.
so sick so sick i feel like crying.
the receptionists at my workplace are Bitches. except christy. now you know this is serious coz i dont call people bitches. so here you have it.
i hate my damm job but i have to work to earn money my dad is behaving like he is asking to get fired and my mum dont earn that much i need the money to pay up so many debts and to buy new clothes learn new things when everyone else around me gets to eat expensive food and dine at high level restarants and cab everywhere i am not a cheapo and i am not being stingy i dont want to be a weakling to give up after three days when i am not in the wrong at all i gave my best and stupid people tells me one more time and i am really going to scold you and keeps on asking me why put on a glum face coz isnt it so obvious i put on makeup everyday for this job i greet people with a happy face when i am crying on the inside i hate my job
:'(
feeling inadequant these days.. what is wrong with me. damm i hate jealousy and inadequacy.
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