I am young, I have full of energy to play, to work, to do everything.
Unfortunately, you are not.
Sorry to say that, but it is fact!
madness,
Alice
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Back for good!
Yes, back to Malaysia for good..
many people asked me this question before.
and the next question after this is.. why?
um... why? for no reason?
well, I am not sure.. perhaps I could see more bright future in here.. perhaps so..
<3
Cheers,
Alice
many people asked me this question before.
and the next question after this is.. why?
um... why? for no reason?
well, I am not sure.. perhaps I could see more bright future in here.. perhaps so..
<3
Cheers,
Alice
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
working life.. so plain
have been working for 3 weeks..
my life seems like so plain, so down, so grey..
Is it regarded working life? Is it called OL..
just feel empty..
blankness,
Alice
my life seems like so plain, so down, so grey..
Is it regarded working life? Is it called OL..
just feel empty..
blankness,
Alice
Thursday, May 8, 2008
working life T.T
I have been working for one week~~~
Well... it is not good at all..
When I was a student, I could skip the class, I could play around and do everything I want..
But, When I become a normal OL life, I lose my freedom...
I have to wake up early in the morning.
I have to involve in the traffic congestion everyday.
I have to work even I am sick.
I have no more than 20 days holiday per year.
I HAVE NO FREEDOM.
NO CLUBBING, NO SHOPPING, NO YUMCHA, NO MOVIE, NO ONLINE..
sacrified all the time to work..
This is what we called working...
sadness,
Alice
Well... it is not good at all..
When I was a student, I could skip the class, I could play around and do everything I want..
But, When I become a normal OL life, I lose my freedom...
I have to wake up early in the morning.
I have to involve in the traffic congestion everyday.
I have to work even I am sick.
I have no more than 20 days holiday per year.
I HAVE NO FREEDOM.
NO CLUBBING, NO SHOPPING, NO YUMCHA, NO MOVIE, NO ONLINE..
sacrified all the time to work..
This is what we called working...
sadness,
Alice
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