Survived

     

  As I recall, I went to work for Big Bad Wolf Book fair event after my fateful STPM exam. I have like 4 days of break and then went straight for this job. Well, 4 days is never enough for a person like me apparently. I have no hang out and have nice food for almost 5 months, 6 months top. Can you even imagine that? I don't even know how I made it through without so many "enhancer". I was completely nerd. In return, I would be eternity grateful for that, for whatever thoughts that made me restraining and disciplining myself to study (I assume I do). 


        I'm so glad I actually made it through. In time, I don't actually feel suffocating anymore than I'm feeling now. Probably my jobless has gotten me some kind of unknown disorder. It really doesn't matter how I live my live as long as I work really hard for I want, and I know I would be no regret after all. Having no regret is a real blessing I realize in these day. I regret too many things in my life so far. I hate myself not taking the chances I have in time, and I got haunted by years about how remorseful I feel. And then I hate myself even more. As I try so hard to live with my remorseful, I remind myself everyday by the intense remorseful not to waste any chances not to let any chances slip away between my fingers.




         Okay, back to my topic, the job was fun. Although most of the time it was hard work, and perhaps I've worked more than the paid but I don't really mind. I love working with a bunch of the same generation. We get to chat and share our life and all which we're not suppose to. We worked things out together as a team. I was worked as a packer. I was doing a very fine job cause I'm so familiar with that because I did the same thing in last year BBW. The first day was set up day--super tiring day. I set up few young adult island then move to curios corner. I don't know a single person there. So basically I work alone in the first day. Not really alone but just no one can chit chat as we're all stranger. The second day was still set up day and we got nothing to do at the almost end of the day. Touching books and acting like we're busy is what we do in the next day. Then the starting of the preview day. It was a little bit busy I would say and we got off in afternoon.



           Then the first normal sales day. It was busy but I can handle more than that I bet. I still remember the 1st time BBW I work. It was pretty pretty busy. I got no time to breath and even sit down. What was good is the passing of time is really really fast. I think they might have leaped! And at the end of the day, the satisfaction you have is what matter more than the paid though some how I feel I worked more than paid. Then the other sales day was not so crowded but only peak hours. And then, due to popular demands, we got extended though I believe it was because of other reason more. I worked for the extend cause I'm just so free and it ain't bad working it though most of my friends is leaving. At the very last of it, I'm so glad again I survived.
So grateful for all the hard work cause that just trained me to be the better of it.




            Hell yeah, I'm survived.