past 7 weeks
no talk abt clubbing last night and drinking my sorrows, i decided to stay at home and sleep. i cld not even open my eyes man, i was just so tired from the whole week or work.
the past 7 weeks have been great, and i thank my lucky stars that i was given this opportunity... life as a uni student seems so long ago, and that my career is in a mess. i don't know where i am going, what i am going to do, and who can i trust.
i've only been talking to meg and adrian, and i hope that these two can keep their mouth shut. meg's leaving so that's ok, but adrian's going to stick around a while more... and that's worrying... i think for the next 3 weeks i shld keep my mouth shut, not talk abt all these crap and just wait out... see what the tide brings in.
maybe i shld ride the cow to look for a horse.
i've got another interview with goldman next mon, and as much as i want to prepare for that, i just want to sleep. i am so bloody tired that i can't think straight, or study for that matter. i want to be the prepared yes, and hopefully i will get off my sorry ass and get some work done.
i honestly need a break, a few weeks off to do my lasik, a weekend in bangkok to do some serious damaging shopping and prob 3 days in bali to just relac. i need a break.
i am honestly at the edge of reason.
i wish i cld run into ur arms and cry, and that u'll tell me that everything will be alright. but ...
there's always a but.