thanks.. but no thanks..

i'm thankful that i had "work" today.
but this is really not they kinda work i fancy.
if it hadn't been for the first and last customers, i think today was a perfect waste of time.
i will not subject myself to this kinda work again, not because i look down on it, not at all. simply because the opportunity cost is too high.
tmr's gonna (hopefully) be a busier day at the counter so it wont be so bad. fortunately it's also my last day. saturday - clean up my room + find mummy a dress.
let's hope my next job stint is more fulfilling.


in other news... this whole resettling in sg thing has proven to be harder than ithought. i've realized that there are at least two types of crying. the first is for catharsis. the other is just.. uncontrollable. not that you wail, but.. just that you can't keep the sprinklers from turning on even when you are surrounded by strangers whom you dare not look at because you dont want to make any eye contact.

imma sleep. night.
today's not the day to think of replying any email.