Not a student anymore

Usually people starts diary with weather. well today is extremely hot. So I am sitting at the cool dining room, working slowly, chatting with a dato and listening to Party Rock Anthem while my good friends are having happy hour outside. Seldom join them because I can't drink much, too bad. However, when the boss is an alcoholic, I need to be trained although it is a mission impossible to me. can't escape from those so-called social meetings anymore.
It has been abandoned for very long time here, even the 11th street. I think it becomes haunted already...not funny I know.
Since I spend exactly one hour jam to work every day, someone bet with me that I will only stand for 3 months. just take a note here.
many people ask me to move back PJ instead of traveling here and there..but oppositely it's good to have home cook dinner with finest soup after a tiring day, and I can share incidents I met with dad. "Suddenly engaged in film industry," he joked. no doubt this is a unique field whereby I can learn a lot from the team. another great thing, nice colleagues nice bosses. Remunerations not attractive but job satisfaction is indescribably high. There's a good interview question pops out from conversation with my babes past few days: "What can you see yourself after three years?" Think deeply, what is your answer?


"I can only see myself after five years..."