gawd, thinkin about work tomorrow is akin to drilling a hole in my head. my job is seriously boring shite la. and if you wonder why im paintin such a bleak picture of work, its bcuz it is that sad. i mean, we hav two receptionists at the counter? one recept is more than enough, seriously. the other time the other recept took leave, i had more than half the time spending it online and making calls out to friends (sshh).
sigh, and i cant quit yet cuz ive promised i'd b stayin for at least two months. so i've worked one month so far (and took quite a coupla last-minute leave haha), and im just hoping this next month would hurry by quick.
gawd, what a complicated turn of events. not gonna do much or think much, jus hope things will work out fine :)
icy fingers playing piano on my skin - 10:51 PM
grace chen
14 october 86
ntu
communication studies
long bus-rides
thinking of the what-ifs
the occasional alcohol
music