Bismillahirrahmanirrahim,

Okay, okay, you can throw rocks at me. I don't mind. I want to throw rocks at myself too. My lazy bum finally decides to write a post. Hoo to the ray, guise!

There's a lot to write yet my mind seems to clutter up the details. About work, about me, about friends, about future, about Henry Lau, and about my abandoned feelings. It all jumbles up in my heart yet no word comes out to tell. It is definitely strange.

Okay, let's talk about work. Well, work is work. What adults do to have money. The rule is simple, endure everything and mind your own business. So, right now I am working as a contract staff for BSN as a BR1M staff. It's like this one big team of 50 people. And all of us are mostly SPM graduates, so, everybody acts like monkeys to each other. Lulz I'm not kidding, really. It's like going to school all over again. Plus the freedom to dress as you like and talk anytime you wish.

Considering my outgoing personality (masuk bakul angkat sendiri kan lulz) , I find no problem chatting with all of them. I even rode LRT with my crush. Sobs. That's a secret story that I won't tell you. Mwahahahahaha 83 K, gatal kan. My pay is next week I think. But, my overtime pay will only be paid next month. Faqing cruel I tell you.

Adapting is a way to survive, I think. And that what I do most of the time.

Rule one, call every man as 'abang' no matter old they look. The word 'abang' uttered by a young girl just shot up a man happiness to skyrocket as I observed. It's a plus if it's by a pretty young girl. Since I'm not pretty, so, meh. But, still you will get treated a little bit nicer when you called men as 'abang'. So, hai abang! :3 *kelip mata gaya comel disertai puppy face* It applies the same for women to be called as 'akak'. But the women seemed to not mind to be called 'aunty' too since most of them already have kids I think. So, the impact is not that big. Wah, nampak tak analisis aku? Bahaha.

But for me, the happiest thing about my job is the smiles of those people I met. Most of the penerima BR1M will smile and say thank you in the most gracious way that somehow it just touches the bottom of my heart. Sobs Sumpah terharu, weh. The most memorable people I met was this Chinese ajumma that received the RM500 voucher. After she received the money, she shook my hand and I remember I smiled tiredly at her as it had been hours since the event started. Then, she leaned to me and said "May God bless you for what you do today." with the most sincere tone. I was so dumbfounded there and then, and all my insides went jelly and rainbow and stuff. Sobs, I swear I was just going to cry right there. Even when I actually did nothing important, I just took her IC and voucher and verified it and all but those little words makes me so determined to work harder and to remember that the world is not only about me.

Ah, there's a lot of ugly stories too. But I prefer to not write about it because the next time I read this post, I will be reminded of it and want to kill and stab people with knife. Lulz

Hmm, next topic is my favourite topic, Henry Lau. Haha. I'm so proud of him. Sobs. With his movie coming out this year, him being a participant in MasterChef Korea Celebrity, and he actually composed songs for SJM album. And the fact that he actually performs in Korean music shows just make me as a Henry stan so glee about his achievements. So proud of you, baby mochi. I could write a dozen pages of essay on my feels for Henry but I don't think anybody would like to read it. Hewhew. I lap chu, Henry Lau. :3

And I'm actually in the midst of reading Gashiyeon. Basically the holy book of  Yunjae shippers. Hehe. I finished the prequel yesterday and slept at 2AM. Lulz. The story is astoundingly beautiful. Sobs. But I read the translated version and it kinda lost its charm in a literary view. It is one of my lifetime goal to master Hangul perfectly and read the original version of Gashiyeon. My level of Hangul right now is at par to understand most of the things in Episode 1 of MasterChef Korea Celebrity. Hahahaha.

K, off to continue reading Gashiyeon. Kbye. :3