I'm currently working as a Waitress at CoffeeBox. I didn't think much how tiring this job may seem and when I finally worked there for the third day now, it's tiring to death. My feet are sore, I can barely walk with my legs wearing out; OUCH!
I work so late today, I finished my shift at 1.00a.m.because I took a leave in between to send my family off to the United Kingdom. I tried to act so strong; I decided not to cry but I did. Before I knew they were entering that gate, pearls of water were streaming down my cheek. I was like, "What the hell?" - In conclusion, I was still human. I can't be too strong after all.
My cousin, sent me back and now staying at my house; she told me how worried everybody is. I am half-hearten whether I should stay with my cousin at Shah Alam - which is a very good idea indeed since it is easy to transport to her house and to my MUET workshop + tests, OR stick with my job; which I am fond of now and take really good care of myself until I find the right time to quit. Oh dammit. I can't decide, and I'm tired. So that's all for today. Goodnight.
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