::A prayer for the wild at heart, kept in cages::: River Island

::A prayer for the wild at heart, kept in cages::

Saturday, July 14, 2007

River Island

Oh man whens the last century i blogged. Now that i havent blogged for such a long time, i feel that this blog is so high-maintenance. Ah anyway.

I found a new part-time job at River Island. Can you believe it, of all places. This is like the one shop i wanted to work at so badly like a few months back. After filling up so many job applications, i came back one full circle. Back to River Island.
This one is at Vivocity, which is pretty close to where im working at right now. Should i just quit this Breeks job, and commit my time at River Island? I dunno man.. How stressful.
Im excited of course, somehow i think that a retail job should be less stressful? And the pay is way higher, so i'd rather use the time i work at Breeks, and just work at River Island for the pay. Sigh. After all that stuff ive learnt at Breeks, dining, barista, feels like such a pity to just quit.
And i imagine retail to be long boring hours, just stand and stand and wait on the customers. Perhaps i'll get used to it? Get sick of it? Right now im only thinking of the pay so. . we'll see.

I havent played tennis for a long time already. People around me are so uncool and annoying, either finding excuses or really cant find the time.
And i really miss Sam, who is in NS now. The fun times we had playing tennis.
We'd just wake up early in the morning and start hitting balls, till past 5 or 6 hours later till our hands and bodies ached, and couldnt play anymore. But still we kept hitting pointlessly. And how we waited for the rain to stop, and how we played so many times in the rain. Chased each other with the court dryers and get our bodies soaked in the rain till every inch of us was wet. How we got so pissed off with our game and screamed at ourselves, and each other. Slammed and abused our racquets, until we found the dustbin in the toilet to be a less-costly alternative. How we made each other laughed so hard, made fun of old lecturers or noobs as we would call them playing tennis. Or how we threw tennis balls/stinky socks/shoes at each other, ran all over the courts to duck or got hit while laughing hysterically.
I wish we never had to grow up.
Sigh, i miss him and the fun times so much. :(

Anyway, new job tomorrow. My head is blank right now. Cant function, cant think. And i need to sleep. Dont wanna be late on the first day. My baby dear wants me to call after the first day of work. I find a lot of comfort in that. To have someone to talk to at the end of the day, having faced the first day of uncertainty.

Live high Live mightly Live righteously
Posted @3:58 AM

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