i woke up this morning and realized that i'm living the life that i'll never ever wanna live again... do u noe how hard it is to have a job that does't suit ur age... some people said that i'm damn lucky to have a job even before graduating < i've graduated from a local uni last month>, they told me that i'm super duper lucky to have the most famous company as my employee.. but as a young fun girl, i wanna have all the fun the world can offer..

since last month, i woke up at 6.30 a.m.. after a short shivering shower and a set of prayer, i go to work with my best fella. the factory open at 7.00 am, and as a junior executive i have to set a standard...by coming early to work.. i miss those days when i wake up at noon, hearing my frenz shouting that it's lunch time... huhuhhu.. back to my so-called daily routine, after dragging my skinny foot to the damn office, i went to toilet.. to sleepppp... zzzzz... i noe it's dirty but it's ok... after a few minute< which actually like a few second>, i started my day as a young slave.... those documents are killing my beautiful hands... hohohohohoh... if the boss isn't around, i on9... trying my best to catch up the latest news.. < i dun have tv at my recent home... so sad>... when it's 10 a.m, breakfast time < which usually consist of a glass of milk tea and a plate of noodle with fried egg>.. then, back to the cold boring go-to -hell office..if the office-job finish, i have to go inside the mill to so-called "supervise" the process.. my factory is not a chair-lining-airconed-u-can-have-a-chat-with-your-frens factory.. it'd an open factory with metal structure.. damn hot!!!!! and it smells tooo...

the bigest problem is the working hours...  most of the time i reached home at 7.30 pm, after i quick stop at the factory canteen to have dinner.. with those fishy smell spreading across my body, then to shower i go.. my body smell tooo stink that i spent a bottle of shower cream in just a few weeks.. OMO, it's a lot.... after a refreshing shower, i spent at most 2 hours to update my FB status, Tweet around, and reading ur fanfics ... before 12, i already off to dreamy land.. i spent too many hours at the factory that i even dream of it < which means that i work more than enjoying my life>..

the only day which i can spend 24 hours focusing on my own life is on sunday. i usually wake up 10 am, after my housemate begging me to go have breakfast with her.. then we go to the closest shopping mall and spend our salary on food, and sometimes clothes... before 5, we went back home to wash our dirty clothes... then, dinner.. by 10 pm, my weekend is over..

to be honest, i now describe myself as a dull-boring girl who live as a mdern day slave... i wonder, where is the old me?.. where is that bubbly, happy-no-need-to-worry girl... i wonder.... and keep on wondering..

OMG, my boss's here.. Gotta go..

p/s: i'll keep on reading ur fics, no matter what happen...

love...love...love.. lots of love from Bubble