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Saturday, July 6, 2013

Wide. Awake.

Firstly, Grab this photo from YouthOutHere (YOH) from their Facebook Page, Credits to them. So you probably be asking me, what are you holding that black card there for and why did you write that. Basically, This black card is a "Brick" on that wall behind me, it is suppose to let us(people) to actually write down our fear, what we are afraid of and so on, So on my card, i wrote. Afraid of not being accepted by everyone and Contained Space. Again, what is contained space. It would be, the lift? cubical? It should be Confined space but i just like it being called as contained space because i felt being contained, This is what you call... Claustrophobia.. It's damn scary but yeah, trying to overcome it. :) NEXT, I applied a few jobs from JEM's website,Readers, you can visit their website for more information, I applied for 5 jobs, GongCha, Bosinni, Crocs, Kinokuniya, Cathay.. So far, only Bosinni and Crocs replied. Went for the interview at Crocs today, I would say, i really really hate talking to HR people. They always come out with annoying faces and questions. Like bitch please, You dont interview me and judge what i say at the same time. That's just plain bitchy. So again, this afternoon, This guy called Jimmy interviewed me, He saw my previous job, Like ThaiExpress and Pizzahut and he asked why did i leave ThaiExpress after working for a month. I told him, "Manager gave me schedule, for example, start at 11am, end at unknown time." I mean like seriously right, who on the right state of mind will work for a schedule like this. Unknown Time, you kidding with me right. So yeah, i left because of that manager. Pizzahut, i left because of manager as well. That Anthony has been picking on me since the day he came. -.- Seriously. But glad i left. Now thinking about working at Crocs, i feel kind of regret yet excited, i mean like im trying something new, Never work in retail line before so its something new, Next, regret the point that i have to work 22 hours per week, at least. I mean if i really work 22 hours per week then i feel as if i got no life but no choice uh. i think i really have to give up on my weekends. Major sigh. Plus this term in school is going to be very busy with all the projects coming up, presentation together with F1 Core Team, Woah, I really hope i can cope with all these at one go. I wish myself good luck. Phew.

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