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Friday, October 1, 2010
Dear Lord, ths is my emo post again. i wonder is ths considered talking to You.. cz i really really have no mood to even speak bout my job.. i feel like crying but yet no tears came out. i just wanna scream n vent out everything. i dont even noe whether am i fit for this job? i thot it was gonna be ok. aft all its just trial. but just now's trial was alrdy freaking me out. i admit. i feared. whn i noe im nt supposed to. You said "let not my heart be troubled nor let it be afraid". but unfortunately. i gt scared. i freaked out. i worried. i was upset. im down.so here i am again. casting all my cares to You. cz im really scared, sad, and angry at the same time. i feel useless n dumb.like i shudnt b even getting ths job. i practically have not much interest bout ths kinda stuff, i never bothered bout it and nw i nid to sell ths stuff. its like im starting from bottom onwards. the feeling sucks. i miss my previous job. i miss Kak Rose. i miss Auntie Jessie and Auntie Mary. i even miss my manager even he is an ass sumtimes. at least.. i liked my job. despite sum horrible+picky customers getting on my nerves.but still. i like my work. unlike now. im really scared. and i dont noe how im gonna be not-scared.. im not looking forward to the rest of my holidays. in fact im hoping that school reopens faster. But Lord... i have to continue working. if not i might get my friend into trouble. n i certainly dont wanna back out so last minute..and i need sum extra money. i have so many things i wanna buy. But yet at the same time, i have like 0% confidence right now.. or mayb negative. i dont noe y. dear Lord, help me=( You promised that You will provide. so im putting my trust on You. i hate feeling lousy. but the feeling just crept in..sadly..