Nak dijadikan cerita
pagi2 dah bos dtg arah mek duak corlic ku yg tengah minum kat kedei sebelah
nanyak hal cuti
kemungkinan besar sik pat cuti
tapi nak molah cam nie
mun dah nya maok cam ya terpaksalah mek akur juak
walaupun dgn hati yg sedih
coz tiket dah beli nak blit miri bah
menghitung hri jak gik tok.... (masih menunggu arahan yg selanjutnya)
lum abis gik
mek org ada taskirah atau dlm bahasa org putehnya morning briefing lah
pas ya semua staff pay attention
apa yg terjadi ialah, adalah corlic ku tok mengantuk giler yg sik sik dpt tertahan gik
lalu kantoi ngan bos ku
apa gik org tua ya dtg moha
lalu ditikam nya ngan kunci keta
kenak juak ckitlah
tapi as a PA nya
aku paling sik suka mun nanggar org tua ya marah
nak madah nya salah, corlic ku ya juak yg molah hal
nak madah nya betul, sik juak
mun corlic u ya tek cedera, nak kah nya juak yg teruk
yang pasti makin hari ku kerja d ctok
makin adcict
entahlah...
hopely aku coba juak utk bertahan
tapi kejadian tok nang sik pernah ku tanggar selama 5 tahun di bintulu.
;(^o❤‿❤)^obaby(^o❤‿❤)^o
After “finding myself” comes “being myself”. I guess all that means is to do what I want, say what I want. To actually show some personality in my interactions instead of being caught up in what’s expected of me. These are little things, really. I feel guilty doing anything for myself. If I’m home with my BOYFRIEND, I feel guilty taking time to do things for myself. Not because he’s made me feel that way, just because it’s a habit. I never feel comfortable doing something for “me”. “Being myself” involves getting over that. Doing what I want. Saying what I want to do. It’s silly because I know those around me would probably like it better if I had a little personality and confidence very now and then, especially my boyfriend. Oh, the things our brains do to us.
don't blame me...i try my best to be myself...
Love yourself for who you are, And if people don’t love you back, Love yourself still.
