Monday, April 8, 2013

Moon Boots

Tomorrow will be my first day for my internship. Gahhhhd. Nobody knows how excited I am at the same time, nervous. I'm confident with the skills I learned in school for the past four years. What I am worrying about is that they may be expecting something more from me. I am the typical student who just works their school stuff at school and forget everything at home. I really do not do advance studying. Maybe sometimes, when I am super bored with the internet thing, or when our internet connection's fvcking sloooow.

NVM. Whatever happens tomorrow. But I think, it's cool working with the company. The HR manager is so nice. I look at her as an outgoing kind of woman. She's not hard to be close with regardless of the age. 

Oh, another shit. The work environment is very peaceful. Like OMG. I'm so talkative, noisy or however you'd like to call it. The employees are really serious on whatever their doing. I've been at their office twice, and it was the thing that I observed. And as a trainee, it's not appropriate to behave as what I want to.

BTW, the HR told us before that there's no allowance given but rice and coffee are free. But I'll be packing my own lunch. I want to impress the people out there, by not exploiting the benefits of working there. Of course, I want to be absorbed in the company after graduation. It feels so good that you're already looking forward for something.

And the HELL. My sister just saw me typing this. I just lost the appetite to continue this post anymore. She told me that she's reading my blog. And she'll make my parents read it. I curse her for that. She even asked for a pasalubong tomorrow. What do you call that? Bribery? I hate her for that.  But I still love her. HAHAHAHA. I know you'll read this. I love you, BIATCH! Eeeeeewwww. :)))))))))

About the title, I just saw it on my playlist and I'm getting LSS at the song while thinking for a title. Go and try to listen to it. Moon Boots by The Script. Feel good song for me. :)))

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