Work has been fun. Though I work 6 days a week. Yes 6 days, guys....6 days. My off-day is only on Thursday. And I work even on freaking weekends, so it basically shows that I have got no social life no more. But still I love the atmosphere during work, eventhough it gets super chaotic especially during peak hours all the way till 11pm. Why do people eat so late anyways? So unhealthy, tahu tak? Chey, mcm faham. Haha. Anyways, yes, I love my work environment, thanks to all the people I meet during working hours. Never fail to disturb/bully/make me laugh everytime. Though I often get scolded due to my carelessness, but that's part of working in an F&B field. Ini semuer normal, they say. Lol. Countless of people I made friends with already. The managers, aunties, the makciks kpo, the teenagers and even the foreigners. Everyone lah basically. Always mistook me for a 15 or 17 years old. Gosh....I've never felt happier whenever someone says that I look that young actually. I love them, man. Hahahaha. And so far, I'm trying my best with the counter and taking orders, and greet as loud as possible whenever I see customers approaching. They told me I have to learn to be loud cause I am too soft. Still trying my best at that. Haha. And my next job scope would probably be Runner and Drive-Thru. I guess not so soon. I need to get used to taking orders first and get it 100% correct and not mess up. Hais. Why oh why. I'm just someone who panics easily. Can't help it. But this time round, I gotta change that about me.

And even when I finish work at midnight, I don't usually go home alone. Parthi leaves nearby, Nad too. But the nearest to me would be Fiq. So we would wait for each other to end work and walk home together. My journey back home is not so lonely as before. I've got Fiq to accompany me everytime, someone to talk to throughout the 15-20 mins walk home. And eventhough I've only know her for about 3 days, I'm surprised by how comfortable we are during the long conversation we had last night while walking home. How she talks about her family problems and the reason why she have to work at such a young age. For all I know, she could be lying. And as much as I don't trust people that easily, I don't know why but I felt like giving her a hug when she was telling me her stories. And I felt so bad for her at that point of time, I didn't even know what to say. It breaks my heart to see her being in such a situation. Maybe one day, I could be of useful help to her. I hope. And for the next few months working, I'm gonna be meeting all sorts of people in my life. Anxious plus excited.

I thank Allah and Jh, for saving your life. As PBG as you are in trying to save that one last choc ice-cream, your safety is the most precious, to not only you but those around you too.