Dear God,
I guess I’ve made a lot of progress this whole year. Thanks for all opportunities. All chances you gave me, either I took or simply ignore and then regret it later. Thanks for everything.
And this life is getting so amusing each day. Since I worked in this new place, I learn a lot of stuff. Not only work related things but also how to see my life in different angle.
I met a lot of people from time to time. Some are so friendly. Some are too cold to be friend with. Actually it’s only one person who’s acting so cold with everyone. She’s so ignorant. I never saw her smile except when she was around her own group. Doesn’t she feel lonely?
Once I met her on restroom. The 2nd room has blood on the floor covered with tissue. I was about to pee in there but my friend stopped me. When she was stepping to that room, no one said anything. Including me. We are all too scared.
Aside from progress which I assume are all positives, there are also some bad things I made. And do You know what is worst? Well, this is stupid question. Of course you know. But let me made my confession, when I made those mistakes (small mistakes and big big big mistake), I clearly understood that they were mistakes.
God, I am wishing your mercy. I’m not regretting anything. A friend told me once, Life is simple. Pick your choice and do not regret. That’s what I meant with I am not regretting anything. I did those mistakes with my sharp mind, not the dull one. I admit it and I try so hard not to make the same mistake. But I don’t regret it.
Sometimes I felt like life was a bit too harsh for me. Like on lazy Saturday, my SPV called and told me that on Sunday and Monday I should work. I automatically upset. I dragged my feet to reach office. Trying to bear with that fact. Well, those two days were not that bad in the end.
I guess I was a bit relief with that booty-call-from-office. It gave me reason not to execute my crazy plan earlier. Think back again, I was so relief actually. God, I have nothing else to say but thank You.
Well God, this is a bit stupid and irrelevant with previous paragraphs. I dream a home where I could relax all my muscle after working eight hours a day from Monday to Friday.
