Dwell in harmonica music yesterday with friends,
Talk about past, present and future,
A lot of thing had change,
but they are still who they are.
I realized that,
The lesser I care,
The more happy I am.
2 days of working,
drain my energy away,
but thought of the money I will be getting,
it motivates me.
Till now,
I still think that working is more fun then being in my intern.
She,
pretend to be useful when the supervisor is watching,
behind the scene,
she refused to do this or that,
ask politely of her to wash those equipment,
she refused and laugh it off.
The supervisor,
obviously like her more,
thought she do most of the job,
But I just stop caring,
When she ask why the equipment is not wash,
I won't give a fuck and
I won't step up to help her wash it.
If she want them washed,
she either,
wash them themselves,
or,
ask her favorite person to wash it.
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My Story, My Life
RandomMy little diary. (interactive blog - diary) A book that contain all of my feeling, interest, what I see and experience, in other words, my life. Recorded every little thing that happen to me. Based on per day view.
