I officially hate my job. I freaking hate it. But the only thing that keeps me going is I don't wanna be a quitter. I don't want my baby brother to see me as one. (Yet I've quit so many times before.. Well thats another story.)
So, lets see how far this goes.
Or I shall move on to Plan B this August.
Look on the bright side?
A came all the way from Shah Alam (may I add after work?) to have breakfast with me. Sigh what did I ever do to deserve a sweet guy like this?
Till then,
I. Hate. My. Job.
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