Specless.

Okay, recently I got myself contact lens.

And this is how I look like.

Yikes!

Total korean / japanese!

Oh Yeah! My Newbie Baby!

I'm on budget.

So this darling here will do.

Muakssss!

It's either the black, or the orange.

But they don't have black no more!

=(

Lifeless Days.

I want it all out!

Argh! Sometimes I just couldn't tahan the pressure. Day by day, it's the same thing. Blah blah blah. Can I get out of there?

Oh well, I went out to Sunway Pyramid with Pie yesterday.

And I only managed to buy stuffs from a few stores.

MNG, Body Glove and Forever 21.

Thank you, darling.

Miserably, I have to go back to work tomorrow.

Taking my sister along with me to work out in the gym in the morning. Provided if she wakes up in time. Damn it.

Anyways, I think I'm going to bed. I hate being frustrated just because I'm PMS-ing.

My Aimst Offer Letter.

Thank you, God. 

Thank you for allowing me to be accepted into Dentistry back in Aimst.

I hope this is what You want me to do.

I'll study hard to make You proud.

Please guide me as I walk through the hundred times tougher than Matriculation road for the next five years.

Don't leave me, God.

I need You to walk this five years' path with me.

I trust You, Lord.

Thank you.

=)

Phew.

I just want to praise the Lord God Most High.

Yesterday, I was at work. I knew that I would be receiving a Poslaju package today. And that little package is gonna determine my life. And future.

I felt dizzy and I just wanted to throw up. I couldn't take it cuz' of the anxiety. I bursted out in tears in the office of True Fitness. My manager allowed me to take MC. So my mom took me home.

I went to collect the package from my post box. I took it back to my room. Climbed on the bed and tore it open. 

A second envelope.

There it goes. With trembling hands, I pulled out the papers. 

A little note dropped out which said "PLEASE APPLY FOR THE DEGREE AND DIPLOMA PROGRAMMES OF YOUR CHOICE IN AIMST UNIVERSITY IMMEDIATELY".

I felt weird. So I read whatever that was written on the papers. When I saw my grades and the marks. I sped off and searched high and low for my sister's calculator. Counted everything. And that's it. 

I made it. I qualified.

Thank you, God. It was all You.

Now there's a choice. Between medicine and dentistry. 

Now I have to worry whether or not I can make it to the 75 seats available for dentistry.

Yikes.

But really la, thank you God. So much.

I can smile again. 

=)

Tired.

Yeah I might be working from 11am to 9pm, but I'm still tired k. I might not be standing the whole day. I get to walk around occasionally. But I'm still tired.

I wanna talk to my best friend.

Finally.

At last I got a job.

Saved myself from all the naggings I get day and night from my parents. And grandmother.

I've been like a dump at home. Sitting and doing nothing. Staring out the window. Like a dump. Or a dungu. In other words.

Well, today's my first day. I have to undergo training first before I can start for real. Met Yasmeen. At least I have a friend with me.

And tomorrow's second day of training. Hopefully by Friday I can start work. But I am a bit afraid. First-time-job- syndrome I guess.

So yeah, at Pavillion. True Fitness.

Although I saw a very unpleasant forum criticising about TF. But whatever la, dunno don't care about those people.