got a job. so fudge-ing far away from my home. it's like... 1,5hours per one trip. combined with walking home... it's almost 3hours. hiks... I get in at May, that's when the almost-slavery job begin. no over-time payment for me, even though I have to work over-time coz we have major clients from major banks in my country that's always "we want it right now, today" , and state-telecommunication company's orders, etc etc... The deadline is so strangling, but the plotter is so old and slow. I have to walk from the bus, soooo far I nearly need ointment for rashes over my heels every night. The female boss is kinda cold on me for approximately.. one month or so. added with one assistant that kinda late when delivering news from deadlines. that's why we havta work it overtime. I usually arrived at home when the clock is hitting 9.30pm. and I have to work on sat. no rest whatsoever coz Sunday is for God.

BUT, enough with the begrudgingly talk. I still thankful that my salary is above average, the co-workers and friends there is soooooooooo damn good n nice. they cover me if I made few mistakes that our boss need not to know. and above all, I thankful I have a job at all. a fine job that can't me sleepy at all, or boring since the 'speed' is so fast you can't feel anything rather than hurried. AND there's a good thing happened. my female boss is FINALLY go on smoothly on me. feel like crying. I'm so happy. It's kinda like, when you know someone is goin' cold on you, and keep thinking you're wrong, you can't do anything right, coz everything is wrong in her eyes.. but things turned out finely, even though I cannot let myself lulled, before I landed hard enough to bleed my feeling again.

duuh, I'm sooo hungry rite now, and all I have is an Fuji apple with sweet bread. I 'accidentally' ate them both at the same time, hmmm.. they're surprisingly and wonderfully blend in nicely...